Cherise’s eyes fluttered open, still groggy from sleep. She could barely see the man on top of her


    before his hungry kisses stole her breath away.


    Damien’s dominant, suffocating kiss left her breathless. She gasped as memories flooded back,


    throwing her for a loop.


    Cherise attempted to push him away, but she soon gave up and let him have his way.


    The shbacks and the familiar scent told her, without even looking, that the man shamelessly viting


    her against her will was Damien.


    Seeing her submission, Damien smirked with amusement. “Thought you would put up a bigger fight.”


    “Tired from trying,” Cherise mumbled, her voice tinged with a strained facade of annoyance. “Besides,


    what’s the point? I can’t escape anyway. Might as well just enjoy it.”


    Her blunt honesty made Damienugh. He yfully pinched her cheek. “So, finally admitting you enjoy


    my kisses, huh?”


    Cherise blushed and turned away, a whirlwind of emotions swirling inside her. “I didn’t say that. Just


    simply epting what is.”


    Damien’s passionate kiss triggered a flood of sweet memories. Memories of their past intimacy and the


    undeniable pleasure they shared. Honestly, there was no point in denying her own feelings. She


    secretly enjoyed these moments with him.


    “Thinking things through, huh?” Damien said, rising from the bed with a knowing smile as he drew back


    the curtains. Sunlight streamed into the room.


    “Since my dear Mrs. Lenoir is exhausted from our ‘workout, let’s grab a quick dinner downstairs.


    Everyone is waiting for you, you know.””


    Cherise frowned. “Everyone? What do you mean?”


    Wasn’t it supposed that the two of them were going to Shawbury?


    At first, Cherise wanted to take Soren and Serafina along, but Damien insisted they go to school. Now,


    he mentions that everyone awaits her, and Cherise wonders what he means.


    Damien said softly, “This time, we’re going with Mr. Hampson, Otto, and ke with his girlfriend.”


    Cherise was surprised. “Mr. Hampson and Otto going together makes sense, but ke and…”


    “ke’s girlfriend is also from Shawbury,” Damien interjected, seemingly reading Cherise’s thoughts.


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    He kissed her forehead and continued, “ke has quife the eye, picking a girlfriend from your


    hometown.”


    Damien pulled Cherise into his arms and exined, asked ke if he wants to join us. After all, you


    with his girlfriend. But heter discovered she’s from Shawbury too and has close rtives getting


    married. So, he asked if he coulde along,”


    “So ke’sing for his girlfriend, not us?” Cherise rified.


    Damien nodded with a faint smile. “You could say that.”


    “As his parents, and with us all heading to the same ce, I couldn’t find a reason to refuse.” Cherise


    said.


    He gently ruffled Cherise’s hair and said, “Alright then. Hurry up and get ready; everyone’s downstairs.


    waiting.”


    Cherise nodded and went to freshen up.


    By the time they went down, it was past nine. Otto and Mr. Hampson were engaged in a cautious


    conversation, asionally sharing quietughs.


    Ponytailere sat on the carpet, writing something on the coffee table. ke, seated across from her,


    observed her with a mesmerized gaze, In his typically impassive eyes, there was now a hint of


    tenderness.