Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Chapter 822

Rachel staggered to her feet, but her legs were numb after sitting cross-legged for so long. She opened her arms to David and said with a cold voice mixed with softness, “My legs are numb. Please carry me.”

Rachel’s eyes were pure and hazy with a layer of moisture. They carried an unclear innocence and were exceptionally seductive.

David’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and his eyes darkened.

He walked closer and saw the assortment of bottles scattered around Rachel’s feet.

The bottles of Beer, liquor, and foreign wine.

No wonder they all drank so much that it was as if their souls were out of their bodies.

Fortunately, Rachel looked fine.

In his impression, Rachel had never been drunk.

David picked her up horizontally. Rachel leaned on his shoulder and wrapped her arms around his neck. “David, I’m delighted today,” said she.

“Why are you delighted?” David looked down at her.

Rachel did not say anything.

A subtle dark glint flashed across David’s eyes when he saw Rachel was so quiet and behaved. “Rae-Rae, are you drunk?” he asked.

“No,” Rachel answered his question.

After a brief silence, she looked at David and said again, I’m delighted today.”

She had repeated it twice. Now, David was sure that she was drunk.

David did not say anything else to her. After carrying her horizontally, he turned and walked straight to the door.

Standing at the door, Eddie glanced at the people sprawled on the floor and asked, ‘Mr. Jones, what should we do with these. people?”

“Do as you see fit,” David said coldly before leaving with Rachel in his arms.

After getting into the car, Rachel instinctively crawled out of David’s arms.

maintaining her usual dignified

want some sleep?” David

turned her head and gave him a

woman’s eyes were clear and blurry. She forced herself to stay awake, causing her eyes to be covered in a layer of wet mist, which made

of restless desire

away and pulled the woman into his

in his neck and took a

his

dark eyes were filled with a restless

neck. She leaned closer to his neck and took a deep

of hers that disintegrated David’s self-control and made

His well-defined fingers slowly moved along her spine. His deep and cold voice was tinged with a low and hoarse lust, revealing the texture of gravel. “Do you like it?” asked

rubbed her nose tip against his neck like a kitten coquettishly

her cheek with a faint smile on the corners of his mouth. His voice was low and slow, particularly

and Chris

taking advantage of others was really a little unbearable to

a drunk, was

eyes sparkled with laughter. “It’s a deal,” said she.

Chris were

the little white rabbit had fallen into a

drove rapidly all the way and finally arrived at Sandalwood Hills.

buttons of his shirt. The delicate lines of his collarbone were faintly

bent down to get the slippers and then squatted to help Rachel put them on.

the collar of his shirt was even more open, revealing his firm

Her throat rolled, and her eyes became even hotter. No

changed her shoes, David held her hand and walked

to your room and wait for me. I’ll make

about to turn around and

grabbed his wrist. “I’m delighted today.”

said David with a reluctant smile. He raised his hand and

Rachel was too stubborn to let it go. She held his wrist tightly, afraid he would run

lips curled up slightly, and his deep eyes were

second, he held the back of the woman’s head with his palms and kissed her

up feeling nothing but soreness the