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.

head to meet Damien’s silent gaze, his eyes holding

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

rose with her hands for

to

her soft

face to sting, and simultaneously, a sharp intake of breath escaped Damien’s throat.

her face, Cherise recoiled, only to realize that

Damien with a hint of awkwardness, concern coloring her voice, “Are

she had not experienced it herself, she understood that being hit could

tell he must

reached out to him, “You…”

fine,” Damien reassured her, his furrowed brows

he pulled

his embrace, Cherise couldn’t help

he

in pain; his expression had darkened just

her with tenderness, reassure her, and even… hold

“Damien.”