Betrayal At The Altar

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?”

want to take you somewhere,” David replied, putting

became even

suspicion arose in her heart.

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

contact with David, Lucas compiled a list of rumors about David and sent it to her in an attempt to

was the rumor that David controlled

already come to her attention during the bidding event, where multiple forces appeared at the same time. They all showed the

causing her heart to be filled with excitement

extent.

David’s gaze darkened, his Adam’s

the lights dimmed, his lips brushed against her temple. He whispered in a deep voice tinged with passionate huskiness, “Why don’t you try guessing what I’m going to do to you next?”

and instinctively

light, a cluster of flames seemed to ignite in the depths of the man’s pitch-black eyes, igniting the fervor and addiction within

waist, and her dress was swiftly pushed up to

air became filled with the soft sounds of breathy moans,

day,

invited Mary to go out

her hands with an alcohol wipe, wearing a half-smile that sent a shiver down Mary’s

only cleaning her hands with the wipe. Otherwise, someone might have

picked up her chopsticks, feeling a sense of unease for no apparent reason. “Why are you

crossed her arms. She looked like she was interrogating Mary. “Next time, if you come

hint of deep resentment

lips involuntarily curled upward. Excitement flickered in her eyes, fueled by curiosity. She extended the forks she held toward Rachel.

at her

and muttered under her breath, “I just

silence, Mary reached for her cup and took a

Rachel, her eyes fixed on her face, tinged with a hint of probing in her tone. “Did

giving her a meaningful glance.

seemed to convey everything she wanted to say at the

take a sharp breath, and when she spoke again,

Rachel nodded.