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.

gaze, his eyes holding

she realized their posture’s

rose

her balance in her endeavor to shift positions and

in her soft cheek colliding with

Cherise’s face to sting, and simultaneously,

face, Cherise recoiled, only to realize that she had

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

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

she could tell

cautiously reached out to him, “You…”

reassured her, his furrowed brows relaxing.

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

Cherise couldn’t help but feel

he care for

in pain; his expression had darkened

could hide it, look at her with tenderness, reassure her, and even… hold her gently and urge her to rest.

“Damien.”