Marrying the Man in the Dark

The stark contrast.in physical strength between them rendered her attempts futile in retrieving the recorder!

As the voices on the recorder grew more intense, Cherise made a split–second decision and clambered onto Damien, using every limb at her disposal.

Observing her genuine urgency, Damien casually loosened his grip, intentionally granting her access to the recorder.

Cherise finally wrested the device from his grasp, feeling triumphant.

Hastily, she reached for the power button, but in her haste, she accidentally pressed the volume button instead.

“You’re incredible…”

The volume of the woman’s voice soared immediately!

Wide–eyed with surprise, Cherise fumbled to locate the power button amidst Damien’s amused

With a deep breath, she finally found it, and the room fell silent.

“It’s finally quiet…” Cherise sighed in relief, momentarily forgetting their awkward position, her body inadvertently “riding” Damien.

However, as the tension in the air lingered, she sensed an uncomfortable shift.

her head to meet Damien’s silent gaze,

by his stare’s intensity, she realized their posture’s

disentangle herself, she rose with her hands for

in her endeavor to shift positions and tumbled back onto

her fall resulted in her soft cheek

to sting, and simultaneously, a sharp intake of

across her face, Cherise recoiled, only to realize

the discomfort in her own face, Cherise looked at Damien with a hint of awkwardness, concern coloring her voice, “Are you… alright?”

she had not experienced it herself, she understood that

darkened expression, she could tell he must be in

cautiously reached out to him, “You…”

Damien reassured her, his

touched his lips as he pulled her close, “Go to

help but feel a pang of

deeply did he

in pain; his expression had darkened just moments

pain he must have felt, he could hide it, look at her with

“Damien.”