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?”

a daze, ignoring the burning sensation on her face. “I still have work to do. I might need to get off

the man reached out and pulled

low voice, “Rae–Rae, you

long as she wanted

should she respond?

her eyes to hide her conflicted emotions.

like an experienced and patient “hunter.” He stared at her for a moment and gradually let go

go of

body reacted before her thoughts

froze on the spot the moment she touched him,

saw Rachel lean in closer, and a cool softness landed on

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electric current flowing rapidly through his entire body. In an instant, his mind became

it was enough to

right in front of him. Lust surged in

eyes.

from him and looked at

I won’t abandon