Marrying the Man in the Dark

The air was heavy with the metallic scent of blood, and Raymond’s whimpers reverberated through the room.

Damien’s icy glare sent shivers down Wanda and Patricia’s spines, despite their claims, of affection for the groaning figure on the floor.

Finally, Wanda, her voice trembling, pulled at Cherise’s sleeve. “Cherry, please reason with Dame before he has Raymond killed!”

Cherise’s lips curved into a small, knowing smile. She met Wanda’s gaze and slowly withdrew her hand. “Are you certain you want him to remain alive?”

Confusion flushed Wanda’s face.”

In Wanda’s eyes, Cherise was still the sweet, forgiving girl she had been five years ago. She wouldn’t dare question someone’s plea, let alone doubt her love.

five years had molded her

every woman in town, even attempting to reconcile with Mrs. Miles at this party while you’re playing the role of a contented wife.

words, though harsh, were like a splash of cold

prestigious name, who would she be? In public,

as long as she retained all the diamond rings and the substantial bank

shaky breath, meeting Cherise’s

Raymond like a punching bag.

to finish Raymond off. His death meant his fortune, and with that, a new life, a new

the blink of an eye, Cherise had turned the

as he relentlessly battered Raymond, each blow