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.

she raised her head to meet Damien’s silent gaze, his eyes holding a depth she couldn’t

intensity, she realized their posture’s

rose

her endeavor to shift positions and tumbled back onto

her fall resulted in her soft cheek colliding with something

simultaneously, a sharp intake of breath

spread across her face, Cherise recoiled,

own face, Cherise looked at Damien with a hint of awkwardness, concern coloring her voice, “Are

she understood that

his darkened expression, she could tell he must be in some discomfort.

out

reassured her, his furrowed brows relaxing.

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

help but

deeply did he care for

he was in pain; his expression had darkened just

it, look at her with tenderness, reassure her, and even… hold her gently and

“Damien.”