Marrying the Man in the Dark

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.”

pursed her lips, her tone hesitant.

must recover your memory swiftly,” Damien insisted, his voice tinged with urgency. “I can’t continue to restrain myself like this.”

struggling to comprehend his

amnesia prohibits me from expressing my true feelings,” Damien clarified. “If you were to forget me

formed a contemplative line, and in a fleeting moment, comprehension dawned upon

to the intimate union between a man and a woman–a realm. fraught with desires unspoken yet keenly felt.

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978 Flames of Desire

Indeed.

her amnesia, Damien had shown unwavering patience and tenderness, never imposing

facade, he remained a man bound

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

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

it be that… he yearned for something unattainable, yet that desire remained ever- present

of sympathy

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

do it.”

through her veins, Cherise leaned in, bestowing a tender kiss upon his cheek. “Even in

I can fulfill my duties as a

that, she delicately undid the buttons of her nightgown, her voice carrying a hint of uncertainty. “How… should we proceed?” she queried, her gaze searching

she considered her following words. “Should I take a bath first?” Her voice trailed off, leaving the decision

eyes bore into his, a mixture of seriousness and determination reflected

words, his mind swirling with