Betrayal At The Altar

Rachel Grey widened her eyes and struggled. “What are you trying to do?”

David Jones looked at her. His gaze slid down bit by bit and finally landed on her lips. “I demand compensation.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he kissed her lips fiercely.

The man’s kiss was unlike his temperament. It was domineering, and he did not allow her to catch her breath. As the kiss deepened, she felt the kiss convey his displeasure to her.

Rachel tried her best to control her breathing. The man reluctantly let go of her when she was about to suffocate.

She clutched the shirt on his chest tightly, her lips slightly parted as she breathed heavily. Her fair cheeks were bright red, and her almond–shaped eyes were moist. She looked somehow charming even while being disheveled.

David looked at her, his eyes darkening. “The meeting might have to be postponed.”

Before Rachel could react, he leaned in and kissed her again.

This kiss was even more impudent than before. It was as if he wanted to swallow her whole.

He tightened his grip around her waist. He wished they would never separate again.

There was a fiery and ambiguous atmosphere in the narrow space within the car.

dissipated in an instant and she

chest. “I

pinched her

action, but Rachel bolted out of the car in

out to rub the corner of his lips with his. fingertips as if

an idea flashed across his mind. He picked up his phone and made a call. “Add one more person to

to the company, Linda

to the man

to Rachel. “Ms. Grey, this is the information about

no intention of leaving. Rachel could not help but

pursed her lips. “I want to

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trouble?” Rachel raised her hand and slowly closed

shook her head and smiled bitterly. “Tomorrow is my mother’s birthday, so