Marrying the Man in the Dark

Cherise pursed her lips, puzzled by Damien’s strange behavior that night.

She pushed open the door in front of her, taking the lead as she stepped into the elevator.

However, to her surprise, after stepping out when she reached the first floor, she found herself surrounded by a crowd of people.

“Mrs. Lenoir! This is a small token of apology from our newspaper to you!”

“Mrs. Lenoir, we have prepared a gift for you that we hope you will like! Please accept it!”

“Mrs. Lenoir…”

Amidst the chorus of “Mrs. Lenoir,” a tantalizing aroma of drumsticks wafted through the air…

Cherise furrowed her brow, noticing that each person in the crowd was holding a large bouquet.

However, these bouquets were not filled with flowers.

Instead, they were packed with drumsticks.

Grilled, fried, and coated with various sauces and seasonings…

drumsticks were artfully arranged to resemble bouquets, some even

encircled

inch of her body, threatening to overthrow any sense of decorum. The juicy drumsticks

accepted a drumstick from even just one person, she would be obliged to accept all the drumsticks

gazed at the crowd before

offering her drumsticks extended from

to consume these drumsticks for one to

sense of despair washed over Cherise.

to her heart’s wishes

“Everyone.”

spoke calmly, “Everyone is overly enthusiastic, and my wife is having trouble deciding.”

the table by the door. I will remember everyone’s names, and my wife can choose

have but to comply with Damien’s instructions?

individuals placed their large drumsticks bouquets on the pristine table, followed

set down, and more and

table was overflowing with business cards!

massaged her temples, pondering what to do with

frozen

autumn, the lingering summer heat would undoubtedly spoil them within a