Chapter 61 A Night To Remember
When Cherise had gotten engaged to Damien, Lucy loaded her with plenty of
materials. on this topic, instructing her to put it into practice.
At the time, Cherise hid under the blanket and watched said ‘materials’ with a
curious mind. Do people really scream when they go at it?
Is it true that intimacy drives people mad?
It was not until today that she understood how it felt.
Bathed in the dim light, she gazed at Damien with misty eyes.
Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and the way they followed the ridges
of his abs. made her inexplicably swallow hard.
“Dear…”
She called him softly.
“Hmm?” He raised an eyebrow.
“You look great.”
Sunlight filtered through a crack in the curtains, and Cherise turned over and
shielded her eyes from the faint glow with a hand.
The memories quickly dawned on her as she furrowed her brow and opened her
hazy eyes, and she froze for a good two seconds. Every muscle on her body
was sore.
Last night…
She blushed to the roots of her hair.
After hastily fixing her hair, she rushed downstairs and found Damien sitting
indifferently on the couch with a black silk blindfold over his eyes. The butler
was standing next to him, reciting the news as usual.
Upon hearing her footsteps, his calm and deep voice rang out. “Awake?”
Cherise blushed and softly responded with an “Mmm, before hurrying into the
kitchen.
“Madam, you’re up.”
Frances came out of the kitchen with breakfast, “Breakfast is ready, you may
help.
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yourself.” She said with a smile.
Cherise felt a little apologetic. “I was supposed to make breakfast…”
It’s all Lucy’s fault!
She said a tiny bit of the drug doesn’t do any harm!
And….
She spent the night being the subject of Damien’s manly prowess. She almost
passed out from exhaustion a few times, but he would wake her up with a few
hard pumps.
There was not a bone in her body that was not aching. That was why she slept
in!
Frances smiled ambiguously at her. “Ma’am, it’s a blessing for a woman to be
able to sleep
in.”
“Please take a seat at the dining table. I’ll bring the food over in a second.”
Cherise pouted her lips and obliged.
The truth of the matter was that she was famished.
Cherise had just taken her seat when Mr. Kolson put away the newspaper and
wheeled Damien over3
She checked the time and found that it was past nine!
“You… Haven’t had anything to eat?”
Damien handed her a spoon elegantly. “I was waiting for you.”
His gentle yet commanding voice made her heart flutter.
She grabbed the spoon in a fluster. “Eat up… You must be hungry.” Her face
turned a little red.
While she was starving, she acknowledged that she did nothing but get pinned
under him all night. One could only imagine how much hungrier he was at this
point.
Through the thin, black silk, Damien saw the tinge of redness on her face and
curved his lips into a satisfied smile.
“Have some more,”
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As Frances served the other dishes, Cherise thoughtfully helped him to more
food.
She smiled bashfully like a teenage girl.
Damien, on the other hand, looked at her with a faint, warm smile. – more
warmth than what Frances could recall in recent memory.”
After breakfast, he brought Cherise into his embrace and gave her a flurry of
kisses before her phone started ringing it was Lucy. Cherise shyly left his
embrace. “I… I have to go to class.”
He brought his lips to her ears. “Shall I give you a lift?” His breath was warm yet
chilling at the same time.
“N-nah, I’ll be alright.”
Cherise pouted on her lips. “There were rumors about me recently…”
She swallowed her words and raised her head, her watery eyes filled with
bashfulness. “Besides… You should get some rest.”
His health calls for cautious monitoring, and he had been so tired last night
