Betrayal At The Altar

Chapter 858

Chapter 858

With a leisurely and relaxed pace, David was like a male lion fixated on delicious prey.

Every movement he made exuded an air of confidence and assured victory.

As Rachel had just laid down on the bed, David reached out and pulled her up. “Your hair isn’t dry yet. Aren’t you afraid of catching a cold?”

He placed the glass of milk in Rachel’s hand and fetched a hairdryer, plugging it in before calmly blow-drying her hair.

David’s well-defined fingers slid through her silky hair, gently grazing her scalp. Every movement he made seemed unintentional, yet it revealed tenderness and thoughtfulness..

Rachel gazed at David’s figure through the bright and clean window, unable to help but feel a sense of admiration. Indeed, handsome men always appeared pleasing in whatever they did.

Even in the simplest and most ordinary act of blow-drying hair, he elevated it to something extraordinary with his exquisite

and stunning face.

He was a favored man. It was like heaven had bestowed all perfection upon him alone.

Yet, no matter how perfect David was, he had fallen for her.

Thinking about it, Rachel couldn’t help but feel proud.

She lowered her head slightly and covered her lips with a faint smile.

David turned off the hairdryer and rubbed the top of her head with his broad palm. Then, he asked in a low voice, “Are you free this weekend?”

This weekend…

Rachel’s gaze flickered slightly, and she did have plans.

But upon hearing David’s words, her interest was piqued. “You have plans?”

you somewhere,” David replied, putting away

response, Rachel became even

in her heart. Now, David’s words seemed to be confirming her

the true face of the underground king?” Rachel’s eyes held

David and sent it to her in an attempt to persuade her to give

rumor that David controlled an underground power and had absolute authority.

the same time. They all showed

to take Rachel to experience it, causing her heart to be filled with excitement and anticipation to some

extent.

David’s gaze darkened, his Adam’s apple bobbed, and he leaned down,

brushed against her temple. He whispered in a deep voice tinged with

all over and instinctively looked

ignite in the depths of the man’s pitch-black eyes, igniting the fervor and addiction

waist, and her dress was swiftly pushed up to her

the air became filled with the soft sounds of breathy moans, composing a nocturnal

day, 12 noon.

Rachel invited Mary to go out for lunch.

her hands with an alcohol wipe, wearing a

her hands with the wipe. Otherwise, someone might have mistaken her for sharpening a knife.

a sense of unease for

like she was interrogating Mary. “Next time, if you come across any inappropriate or unnecessary

deep resentment in

eyebrows arched slightly, and her lips involuntarily curled upward. Excitement flickered in her eyes, fueled by curiosity. She extended the forks she held toward Rachel. “Sis,

at her

breath, “I just care about you. It’s all for your sake. What if something

reached for her cup and took

Rachel, her eyes fixed on her face, tinged with a hint

silent, simply giving her a

convey everything she wanted to

she spoke again, her voice noticeably

Rachel nodded.

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