Marrying the Man in the Dark (Damien and Cherise) novel Chapter 174

Chapter 174 A Tyrant

Damien stifled a faint yawn. “You go ahead,” he remarked, his movements reflecting a hint of drowsiness.

Blake nodded in response. The young man then raised his head, his demeanor exuding self-assuredness as he assessed the men before him. “I can handle ten of you.”

Laughter rippled through the crowd. “Just you alone?” they taunted.

“A teenager like you?”

“He’s this skinny and thinks he can take on ten?”

“Tell

your parents to feed you more, kid. We won’t pick on you!”

Blake narrowed his eyes, grinning defiantly. “If you’ve got the guts, come at me.”

The young man’s icy aura, coupled with his provocative words, left everyone exchanging bewildered glances.

Ultimately, the group surged forward, closing in on him.

Cherise observed Blake fighting for the first time, and his movements were so lightning- fast that she struggled to keep up with the action. In less than a couple of minutes, the group’s front line had all been defeated.

“Weak,” Blake muttered. He shifted his gaze to the onlookers outside. “Who’s next?”

“No, no!” someone shouted, and the entire group hurriedly dispersed.

A minute later, the scene was reduced to Vivian helping her husband to his feet.

“Cherise Shaw, you’ll pay for this!” Vivian’s menacing words stung Cherise.

Blake is quite impressive, Cherise thought, still trying to fully recover from the shock.

Damien had always ensured that Blake accompanied her. Sometimes, he’d keep her company, while most of the time, he would disappear quietly. She assumed he was a playful kid and had never paid much attention to his absence.

But who would have imagined that Blake possessed such formidable combat skills?

“Sir,” Mr. Kolson hurriedly approached from a distance. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” Damien responded with a faint smile, extending his hand to ruffle Cherise’s

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hair. “Still want some noodles?”

As if in answer, Cherise’s stomach growled. The choice was evident.

The man smiled faintly, rocked his wheelchair, cradled Cherise, and, with Mr. Kolson’s assistance, they entered the restaurant.