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.”

lips, her tone hesitant. “Yes?”

memory swiftly,” Damien insisted, his voice tinged with urgency. “I can’t continue

Cherise furrowed her brow, struggling to comprehend his cryptic

brought clarity. “Your amnesia prohibits me from expressing my true feelings,” Damien clarified. “If you were to forget me entirely, it

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

the intimate union between a man and a woman–a realm. fraught

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978 Flames

Indeed.

had shown unwavering patience and tenderness, never imposing beyond her

remained a man bound by human desires!

night, cradling his own wife yet stifled in his yearning to fully

lips pursed in contemplation, and a sudden realization dawned upon her: Damien’s dark and gloomy expression earlier likely harbored depths beyond mere physical pain, didn’t it?

it be that… he yearned for something unattainable, yet

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

she met his gaze squarely. “Do you truly desire

can do it.”

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

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

her nightgown, her voice carrying a hint of uncertainty.

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

dark eyes bore into his, a mixture of seriousness and determination reflected within them. “You

a loss for words, his mind swirling with conflicting