Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 31

David’s deep and magnetic voice, which had hints of tenderness and ambiguous intimacy used only between lovers, caused Rachel’s heart to tremble.

She pursed her lips and gazed into David’s unfathomable eyes.

David’s lips curved into a meaningful smile. His eyes had a mysterious depth that Rachel could not discern. “Would you like to spend the night with me?” he asked.

Rachel forcefully withdrew her hand. Her charming face instantly

became cold. It looked as if a layer of ice had formed on it, causing her to emanate a chilling aura.

“David, you have no sense of propriety,” Rachel said. “We are nowhere near the level where we can share a bed together.”

“I thought you coming to my room was a hint toward something,” David said. His smile grew more pronounced after seeing the anger on Rachel’s alluring face. “Moreover, it’s late at night, and we are alone. Don’t forget that I’m a normal man.”

It was inevitable to have some wild thoughts.

Rachel’s chest dissipated instantly. A trace of surprise and indescribable embarrassment appeared

surprised expression, a flash of understanding passed through David’s pupils. It seemed that he had made a mistake and

wonder the Old Mrs. Jones kept reminding him to stay there when he was on

out that not only had Rachel become part of Old Mrs.

that Old Mrs. Jones was eager for a grandchild, but being too hasty might

spoke in a calm tone. “If you don’t mind, I

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in the next room,” Rachel said. David generously offered the room to her, showing

she spoke, she hurriedly turned around

was enveloped in the scent of wood. He slightly lowered his body to trap Rachel in his arms. His eyes, as dark as ink, gazed directly at the woman in his arms. “Rae–Rae, what is the

Their breaths mixed together. They could even hear

a cluster of flames in

frowned and lowered