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.

silent gaze, his eyes holding

she realized their posture’s

she rose

endeavor to shift positions and

her fall resulted in her soft cheek colliding with something

caused Cherise’s face to sting, and simultaneously, a sharp intake of breath

sensation spread across her face, Cherise recoiled, only to realize that she had

with a hint

she understood that being hit could be

expression, she could tell he

cautiously reached out to him, “You…”

her, his furrowed brows relaxing.

his lips as he pulled

help but feel a pang

he care for

he was in pain; his expression had darkened just moments ago.

he could hide it, look at her with tenderness, reassure

“Damien.”