Marrying the Man in the Dark

The young man entered the room, his anxiety palpable as he placed the documents on the desk before Damien.

He was eloquent about his visit, “Good morning, Mr. Lenoir. The manager hopes you can approve this document soon. It’s about our department’s sales performance this quarter.”

Damien’s response was curt, “Sure. You may leave now.”

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, turned on his heel, and was about to exit when he saw Cherise nestled in the office corner.

Their gazes locked, confusion etched on Cherise’s face, while shock rippled across the young man’s features.

He hesitated, words dangling on the tip of his tongue, before he averted his gaze and hastily departed.

Cherise furrowed. She couldn’t shake the feeling that the young man’s glance held a hint of recognition.

Yet, she wracked her brain but couldn’t recall crossing paths with anyone from Damien’s company before.

“Let’s get going,” Damien’s deep voice jolted Cherise back to reality.

befuddled. “Go

ghosted across Damien’s lips. “Feeling hungry, Mrs. Lenoir? It’s

glanced at the clock, realizing it was indeed lunchtime.

cut in, his tone laced with amusement. “Looks like Mrs. Lenoir is glued

up from her chair. “No, no, no! I can walk on

amusement. “Then what

and briskly exited the office, her determined steps echoing in the corridor. With a faint smile. Damien caught up with her as they both left the company building in tandem.

marines rilurts, she couldn’t help but feel compelled to treat him

phone he stumbled upon a quaint eatery close to the offer, tasasting rave reviews for Healthy

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Damien caught wind

it is, then?” He said while grabbing Cherise’s hand as they strolled leisurely beneath