Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 978 Flames of Desire

Damien’s gaze sharpened, a glint of determination flashing in his eyes.

In an instant, he shifted position, hovering over her, his lips pressing firmly against hers.

Cherise recoiled, caught off guard by Damien’s sudden advance.

“You said

you wanted me to cease withholding,” Damien murmured, his voice low and intense. “And my deepest longing at this moment is precisely this.”

Cherise found herself immobilized by Damien’s unexpected kiss.

Her mind raced, unable to process the abruptness of the gesture.

This proximity was uncharted territory, particularly since her memory loss.

She lay stiffly, her thoughts scattered, unable to formulate a response.

Undeterred, Damien continued, his grip on her head tightening as he deepened the kiss, relentless in his pursuit.

Only when Cherise gasped for air, her cheeks flushed crimson, did she manage to push him away. His faint smile belied his satisfaction. “Are you content now, Mrs. Lenoir?”

Cherise’s embarrassment flared, her cheeks ablaze as she met his gaze. “I explicitly asked you not to hold back, but why… why did you kiss me?”

“Because it’s something I’ve yearned to do,” Damien confessed, drawing her back into his embrace. “Cherise.”

her tone hesitant. “Yes?”

memory swiftly,” Damien insisted, his voice tinged with urgency.

her brow, struggling to

of pinching her nose brought clarity. “Your amnesia prohibits me from expressing my true feelings,” Damien clarified. “If you were to forget me

a contemplative line, and in

cryptic words alluded to the intimate union between a man and a woman–a realm.

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Flames of

Indeed.

amnesia, Damien had shown unwavering

his composed facade, he remained a man bound

his own wife yet stifled in his yearning to fully articulate his desires, it surely inflicted a

a sudden realization dawned upon her: Damien’s dark and gloomy expression earlier

for something unattainable, yet that desire remained

within her, a pang of sympathy for Damien’s silent struggle.

her expression, she met his gaze squarely. “Do you truly desire this?” she

do it.”

a tender kiss upon his cheek. “Even in the absence of my memory,” she murmured

can fulfill my duties as a wife,” she declared.

she delicately undid the buttons of her nightgown, her voice carrying a hint

in the air, punctuated by a pause as she considered her following words. “Should I take a bath first?”

his, a mixture of seriousness and determination reflected within them. “You tell

for words, his mind swirling with conflicting