Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 137

Rachel suddenly widened her eyes. Her entire body was imprisoned in his domineering arms as she felt his madness.

David kissed her lips deeply and greedily took a deep whiff of her scent, forcefully exploring a certain corner.

The man’s kiss was like a sudden storm that caught her off guard. Her mind went blank.

Her eyelashes fluttered in panic, and her hands struggled uneasily.

It seemed like he had lost control…

After an unknown period of time, David’s low and hoarse voice sounded in her ears. “You’re bent on torturing me to death…”

His face was still buried in her neck. His scorching breath brushed past her neck, making her tremble.

Rachel pulled out of his embrace uncomfortably and asked seriously, “Don’t you still have work to do?”

“So?” David rolled over and faced upward.

Rachel said, “Hurry up and go to work. Try to rest early tonight.”

“Let me accompany you for a while longer.” David wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her. “It wasn’t easy for me to come in.”

laugh. “This is your turf.

come in?”

and said in a low voice, “Before I had you,

prepared for the sweet nothings that he would say from time to time, but every time she

felt like a bullet had still pierced through her chest even though she

man who looked gentle and indifferent on the outside, but

and love sweet nothings. Everything she

be smitten with

continue to maintain her

close to her. Her gentle gaze was mixed with a faint trace of joy. She

a little. He leaned over slightly and whispered into

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her lips and reached out to poke his chest. “I have an early meeting tomorrow. I

to sleep then.”

just saying it out of spite. He did not expect Rachel to actually say goodnight‘ and fall asleep

was filled with the woman’s fragrance.