To her surprise, Damien suddenly stood too close to Cherise. They were so close that her lips brushed against his face when she turned.
Sparks flew between them.
In the next moment, Damien pressed Cherise onto the sofa, kissing her passionately.
"Cherry," he said affectionately. "We've been apart for a day. I miss you."
Cherise appeared incredulous. She pushed him away, rejecting his kiss. "Really? It's only been a day."
"It's true," Damien replied, looking at her with his deep-set eyes. Cherise could even see her blushing face reflected in them, which made her blush even harder.
"We were inexplicably separated for five years. I've spent five years yearning for you. I want you to make up for it twice as much every day."
Having said that, he didn't even give her time to catch her breath before kissing her passionately.
The air between them became charged with ambiguity and tension. Cherise was immersed in his lingering kiss, unable to free herself.
Finally, she whispered in his ear, "Let's go back to the room. The kids could come downstairs at any time..."
Damien smiled and picked her up. "Those kids can be a bit troublesome."
Cherise pouted and relaxed in his embrace. "Who said they wanted a third or fourth child?"
Damien answered in good humor. "Children are troublesome no matter how many you have. So, I might as well have a few more. It will be lively."
Hearing that, Cherise glared at him. "Do you know how painful it is to give birth?"
But Damien laughed. "I can share the pain with you. You can bite me when you give birth."
Cherise was rendered speechless. She pursed her lips. "I don't want to."
"Don't want to what?"
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