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

just taken a step when the man reached out and

ear and said in a low voice, “Rae–Rae, you can respond as long as you

she wanted

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 okay. I can

that the man had let go of her, she felt a sense

reacted before her thoughts and grabbed the man’s

on the spot the moment she touched him, and a flash of surprise flashed across

he saw Rachel lean in closer, and a cool softness landed on his lips.

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there was an electric current flowing rapidly through his

it was just a peck, it was enough

woman who was right in front of him.

eyes.

slowly pulled away from him and looked at him without

Jones, I won’t abandon you if you don’t leave me!”