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,

his stare’s intensity, she

disentangle herself, she rose with her hands for support.

she lost her balance in her endeavor to shift positions

of her fall resulted in her soft cheek colliding

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

Cherise recoiled, only to

with a hint of awkwardness,

experienced it herself, she understood that being hit could be quite painful, especially for

darkened expression, she could tell he must be

out to him, “You…”

fine,” Damien reassured her, his furrowed brows

gentle smile touched his lips as he

help but feel a pang of

deeply did he care

in pain; his expression had darkened just moments

her with tenderness, reassure her, and even… hold her gently and urge her

“Damien.”