Betrayal At The Altar

David’s deep and magnetic voice, which had hints of tenderness and ambiguous intimacy used only between lovers, caused Rachel’s heart to tremble.

She pursed her lips and gazed into David’s unfathomable eyes.

David’s lips curved into a meaningful smile. His eyes had a mysterious depth that Rachel could not discern. “Would you like to spend the night with me?” he asked.

Rachel forcefully withdrew her hand. Her charming face instantly

became cold. It looked as if a layer of ice had formed on it, causing her to emanate a chilling aura.

“David, you have no sense of propriety,” Rachel said. “We are nowhere near the level where we can share a bed together.”

“I thought you coming to my room was a hint toward something,” David said. His smile grew more pronounced after seeing the anger on Rachel’s alluring face. “Moreover, it’s late at night, and we are alone. Don’t forget that I’m a normal man.”

It was inevitable to have some wild thoughts.

Upon hearing David’s remarks, the anger in Rachel’s chest dissipated instantly. A trace of surprise and indescribable embarrassment appeared on her face. “Did you, um, say this is your room?” she asked.

pupils. It seemed that he had made

was no wonder the Old Mrs. Jones kept reminding him to stay there when he was

had Rachel become part of Old Mrs. Jones’s plan, but he also had.

Old Mrs. Jones was eager for a grandchild,

tone. “If you don’t mind,

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sleep in the next room,” Rachel said. David generously offered the room to her, showing his gentlemanly demeanor. However, she still felt a

spoke, she hurriedly turned around and

blocked her way. He was enveloped in the scent of wood. He slightly lowered his body to trap Rachel in his arms.

breaths mixed together. They

seemed to be a cluster of flames in the depths of David’s eyes.