Betrayal At The Altar

Rachel Grey suddenly turned around and looked into his attractive black eyes. “David…” “Yeah?” David stared at her intently; unknown emotions surged in his

“You… haven’t left yet?”

“I’ll always be behind you. I’ll prove myself time and time again.”

eyes.

He spoke calmly, but what he said was completely different from his tone, exhibiting his dominance and confidence.

Rachel’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she gripped the coffee cup in her hand tightly. Not only was he answering what she said earlier, but he was also making a promise to her.

She looked away and said calmly, “David, don’t make any promises to me. I’m afraid I won’t be able to respond to you.”

“Why can’t you?” David muttered.

He held her wrist and brought the coffee cup she was holding to his lips. He took a sip from the spot where her lipstick was printed.

Some of the lipstick was printed on David’s lips, leaving a shallow mark before it was swept away by the tip of his tongue.

“That’s…” Rachel said.

“…My cup,” she thought.

The man noticed her expression and pretended not to know. “What’s wrong?”

her face. “I still have work to do. I might need to get

taken a step when the man reached out and pulled her into his arms again.

lips against her ear and said in a low voice,

long as she wanted to?

should she

lowered her eyes to

experienced and patient “hunter.” He stared at her for a moment and gradually let go of her waist. “It’s

had let go of her, she

body reacted before her thoughts

on the spot the moment she touched him, and a flash

next second, he saw Rachel lean in closer, and

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was as if there was an electric current flowing rapidly through his

was

the woman who was right in front of him. Lust surged in

eyes.

and looked at him

were filled with unprecedented determination. “David Jones, I