Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 135

Rachel Grey was very tensed up. She could not help but tighten her grip on the blanket below her.

“David Jones, please… I beg you…” Rachel did not know what to do.

Her soft voice was trembling.

As soon as she finished speaking, the man on top of her coaxed, “What did you say?”

Rachel opened her eyes to see the man walking past her and picking up the hairdryer on the bedside table. Her face flushed red in response.

So, he wasn’t trying to…

Rachel bit her lip and lowered her eyes. “It’s nothing.”

“Is that so?” David looked at her with a meaningful smile. “But I heard you beg me just now. What are you begging me for?”

His voice was deep and mellow. It almost sounded bewitching.

Blush slowly crept up his face and to her ears. She felt her ears itch a little, and her heart was pounding.

Looking at his smile, she knew that this man was deliberately teasing her just now.

She cleared her throat and tried to steady her racing heart. “Nothing,” she said flatly.

faint blush on her face and the smile on

he hooked his finger

and sat up

same time, he raised the -hairdryer above his head. Rachel was

firm chest, making her wince in pain. Then tears welled up

Jones, do you know how

on the end of

her waist. He lifted her and held her in his arms. “Well, I can’t

by that?

honestly impressed by this man’s ability to turn the

cheek. “You agreed to be with me but kept me in suspense when you know I yearn for you. If

was rendered speechless by the sudden

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chest felt warm and full. She was quite new to

how it felt to be coaxed

her rationality reminded her to control herself, her heart felt otherwise. It was telling her to indulge

face, which was so

a man with such an

years.