Chapter 7

Damien kissed Cherise’s lips before she could figure out her explanation. He kept a firm grip on herarms and locked her securely in his embrace, kissing her without restraint. Furthermore, his stern anddomineering presence assailed her, making her feel light-headed. Whenever he kissed her, it felt likehe sucked away a part of her soul. Then, he let her go and laughed deviously. “Mrs. Lenoir, was thatgood enough for you?” Her heart thumped rapidly, and she was unable to calm down. She struggledand broke free of his embrace, only for him to trap her in his arms again. They were dangerously close.There was hardly any space between them. Cherise continued struggling, but Damien maintained afirm hold on her. It went on for some time until Cherise ran out of energy. She pursed her lips. “Why areyou so strong…” Before they got married, Old Mr. Lenoir kept reminding Cherise that Damien wasweak and sickly and that she should take good care of him. Therefore, she thought Damien was ill likeher grandmother. However, she looked down and saw his big hands grabbing her slim waist. She hadalways had pride in her strength and health, yet she stood no chance against the ‘sickly’ Damien.Cherise pouted unhappily, causing her cheeks to puff up adorably. Damien smiled and moved her to amore comfortable position. He placed her on his lap and said, “I can’t see, but I’m completely healthyotherwise.” Then, he smirked deviously and moved his lips close to her ears. His gruff but magneticvoice stimulated her eardrums. “I’m also healthy down there. Do you wish to test it out, Mrs. Lenoir?”Cherise’s heart nearly leaped out of her chest. Her face flushed and felt hot as she shook her headprofusely. “No, no! I don’t want it!” Damien felt the urge to tease her. He held her earlobe between hislips. “Are you sure? Didn’t you say you will… give me a child?” “I… I will provide you with a child, but…not now!” Cherise was so startled by Damien’s words that she could not help but stutter. She could notfigure out what Damien was thinking and feared he would want to do it in the car. “I mean, we… can’tdo it!” Damien did not speak but stared at her with a dangerous and domineering gaze. His gazefrightened Cherise. He looks like he will… She looked like a frightened small animal as she looked athim with eyes filled with tears. “No…” Damien arched his eyebrows and asked calmly, “Are you sure?”“Yes…” Cherise sounded on the verge of crying. “You’re my husband, and you can do anything to me.But…” She sniffled. “We mustn’t do it in the car! The driver’s here… It’s embarrassing…” Cherise was

still a conservative person at heart. She could never do something so scandalous… Damien smiledcalmly. “I can ask the driver to leave the car.” “No… That won’t do. I’ve seen much news about peoplegetting into accidents while being intimate in the car…” Then, she continued tentatively, trying to figureout his mood, “We can do it in our bed… or if you don’t like the bed… I’m okay with the floor…” Damienchuckled in amusement. “But weren’t you doubtful of my virility?” “No, I wasn’t!” Cherise shook herhead urgently. “I… I took the wrong medicines. Those weren’t for you.” Weren’t they for me? Damiensmiled. “In that case, Mrs. Lenoir… who are they for?” Cherise was rendered speechless. Herexplanation worsened the misunderstanding. She panicked and came up with a nonsensicalexplanation. “They are for my friend, Lucy. Her boyfriend has all kinds of sexual dysfunctions, so shewent to the hospital to get medicines for him. They accidentally mixed up with mine.” Lucy tricked mefirst. She can’t blame me for dragging her into this! She looked so serious while mumbling nonsensethat Damien’s eyes crinkled in good humor. Sensing his anger receded, Cherise hugged his arm gentlyand tugged them. “I honestly took the wrong medicines. Why would I suspect my husband to havesexual dysfunction?” Her voice was sweet as honey. At the same time, the car stopped. Damien saidindifferently, “You have half an hour to change your clothes.” His tone remained solemn, but Cherisedetected a hint of mirth in his voice. He’s not angry with me anymore! She got off his lap immediatelyand exited the car. Then, she took a step and suddenly recalled something. She turned around andasked, “You’re not getting out?” Damien calmly smirked and replied, “Mrs. Lenoir, are you askingbecause you wish to continue what we were doing in the bedroom?” Cherise was too embarrassed tosay anything and escaped into the villa. Seeing her running away in embarrassment, Damien rested hishands behind his head. His lips curved into a smile. … Cherise and Frances searched the wardrobe forten minutes before replaceing something they could agree on. They decided on a lady-like light pink dressfor Cherise. After putting on the dress, Frances carefully did Cherise’s makeup to match the style of herdress. Other than yesterday’s wedding, Cherise had never worn such a beautiful dress or had suchexquisite makeup. She looked in the mirror and saw she was beautiful as a princess, prompting her totwirl happily. Frances smiled at her reaction and said, “Mrs. Lenoir, the half an hour is nearly up.”Cherise came to her senses and quickly grabbed her purse before stepping out in seven centimeters

tall high heel shoes. She was too innocent to conceal her desires. Anyone could see she was eager toshow off her new look to Damien. However, she fell silent when she saw the black ribbon over his eyes.Damian can’t see anything… No matter how nicely I dress up, he won’t be able to see it or complimentme about it. She pursed her lips in disappointment. “We can go now.” Damien glanced at herindifferently before saying. “Start driving.” The driver drove the car away from the villa. “Frances has agood taste in fashion.” Damien’s tone softened slightly. “You must look beautiful right now.” Cheriseperked up immediately. “Yes, you’re right. Frances selected a lovely dress for me!” She describedexcitedly how gorgeous her dress was. At the same time, she held his hand and guided him to touchher dress. “There’s a ribbon here. Can you feel it? It’s a pretty ribbon!” “Also, this part is tailored in sucha style as to make my waist appear slimmer. Can you feel it? I look especially slim right now…” As thecar traveled, she innocently guided his hand to touch all over her body. Sometimes, his handaccidentally touched her smooth skin. However, she did not mind and chattered on eagerly. Damiencould not help but smile as he saw how delighted she was. Silly girl. Cherise talked so much that hermouth began to feel dry. At the same time, the car stopped. The driver unfolded the wheelchair skillfullyand opened the door to help Damien get onto it. Cherise was stunned by the beautiful and opulenthouse before her. I thought Damien’s villa looked luxurious. Who knew… “Damien, what brings you toLenoir Residence today? Oh, right. I almost forgot. You got married yesterday. Are you bringing yourwife to meet Grandpa?” A mocking male voice sounded. Cherise frowned and turned toward the voice.A man in black attire stood at the main door with his arms crossed. He looked at Cherise and Damienwith a smirk. As she looked at the man, he looked into her eyes and gave an unexpected wink. “Is shethe wife you married yesterday?” Cherise shuddered. She had seen him in the Lenoir family’s portrait.He was Damien’s cousin, Tristan Lenoir. Tristan looked like a gentleman but was a rake. He walkedtoward them and blatantly leered at Cherise. “I didn’t expect to have such a beautiful woman as mysister-in-law.”

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