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?”

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

reached out and pulled

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

as she wanted to?

she

to

her for a moment and gradually let go of her waist. “It’s okay.

that the man had let go of her, she felt

thoughts and grabbed the man’s hand.

suddenly froze on the spot the moment she touched him, and a flash of

closer, and

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

it was enough to

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

eyes.

from him and

with unprecedented determination. “David Jones, I won’t abandon you