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?”

him in a daze, ignoring the burning sensation on her face. “I still have

reached out and pulled her

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

long as she wanted to?

she

to hide her conflicted emotions.

at her for a

noticed that the man had let go

her thoughts and grabbed the man’s hand.

moment she touched him, and

next second, he saw Rachel lean in closer, and a cool softness

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was an electric current flowing rapidly through his entire body.

it was just a peck, it was enough to make

right in front of him. Lust surged in the

eyes.

away from him and looked

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