Marrying the Man in the Dark

The evidence was undeniable that he’d often looked the other way when Gwenn deliberately schemed and harmed her.

Cherise understood Damien was trying to protect her, doing what he thought was right. But as a daughter, she couldn’t bear the thought of Beckham being heartbroken.

So, she glared at Damien, eyes blazing. “So, you said you’ll take whatever punishment I throw at you. Right?”

Cherise glared, fists clenched. She took a shaky breath, then clamped down on the finger Damien had teasingly placed on her lips.

She chomped, expecting a yell, but he just met her gaze, unfazed.

Finally, when her jaw got tired, Cherise released him.

He even held out another finger playfully, “Fancy another bite? Just for balance?”

Caught off guard, Cherise blurted, “Don’t you feel anything?”

chuckled. “Nope. Much prefer kisses from my wifey,

at the deep teeth marks on his finger, she

wouldn’t budge! Seeing Damien had no reaction, she misjudged her force and sank her teeth deeper than

gnawing at her. “Why didn’t you yell when I

his eyes filled with mischief. “Tough guys, don’t cry, my dear. Not for a little love

made a sound! Even just a groan or something,” she whined, cradled his hand, blowing softly on the

close. “Funny you should ask,” he murmured, his voice sending shivers down her

a playful bite, so I braced myself. And besides…” His breath tickled her ear as he whispered, “I trust you wouldn’t do any real

finger like that, she’d be a puddle of tears! But Damien, just a chuckle and a reassuring squeeze. This guy, he was

heart ached to see Damien’s injury.

scoffed, “Nah, barely feels a

patched up, like, now!” She took a deep breath and added, “Oh, and bandages, maybe some medicine,

and a small smile played on his lips. “Bandages and