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.

trace of surprise and indescribable embarrassment appeared on

understanding passed through David’s pupils. It seemed that he had made a mistake

kept reminding him to stay there when he was on his

Rachel become part of Old Mrs. Jones’s plan,

that Old Mrs. Jones was eager for a

tone. “If you don’t mind, I will sleep in the next room

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Rachel said. David generously offered the room to her, showing his gentlemanly demeanor.

she spoke, she hurriedly turned around and

and stopped her. His arm blocked her way. He 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.

proximity. Their breaths mixed together. They could even

There seemed to be a cluster of flames in the depths of David’s eyes. His eyes were particularly

was beating uncontrollably. She frowned and lowered her