Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 118

Rachel Grey widened her eyes and struggled. “What are you trying to do?”

David Jones looked at her. His gaze slid down bit by bit and finally landed on her lips. “I demand compensation.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he kissed her lips fiercely.

The man’s kiss was unlike his temperament. It was domineering, and he did not allow her to catch her breath. As the kiss deepened, she felt the kiss convey his displeasure to her.

Rachel tried her best to control her breathing. The man reluctantly let go of her when she was about to suffocate.

She clutched the shirt on his chest tightly, her lips slightly parted as she breathed heavily. Her fair cheeks were bright red, and her almond–shaped eyes were moist. She looked somehow charming even while being disheveled.

David looked at her, his eyes darkening. “The meeting might have to be postponed.”

Before Rachel could react, he leaned in and kissed her again.

This kiss was even more impudent than before. It was as if he wanted to swallow her whole.

He tightened his grip around her waist. He wished they would never separate again.

fiery and ambiguous atmosphere in the narrow space within the

rang. The confusion in her eyes dissipated

his chest. “I really should

against hers and pinched

action, but Rachel

corner of his lips with his. fingertips as if he was reminiscing about the

He picked up his phone and made a call. “Add one more person to the contract signing event with

the company, Linda noticed her

related to the man

the prepared information to Rachel. “Ms. Grey,

Rachel could not help but look up at Linda.

pursed her lips. “I want to take a

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hand and slowly

her head and smiled bitterly. “Tomorrow is my mother’s birthday, so I want to accompany

answer, Rachel’s eyes flashed with understanding. “I’ll get someone to send you there