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.

still maintaining her usual

want some sleep?” David

and gave

and blurry. She forced herself to stay awake, causing her eyes to be covered in a

restless desire in the depths of his deep pupils.

seconds later, he looked away and pulled

buried her head in his neck and took a breath. “It smells

of the strings in his body to tighten

breath, and his dark

his neck and took

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

arms around her waist. 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 David.

Rachel rubbed her nose tip against his neck like a kitten coquettishly

into his arms. He pushed her hair aside with his fingertips and gently caressed her cheek with a faint smile on the corners of his mouth. His voice was low and slow, particularly

the front seat, Billy and Chris exchanged looks

not? Mr. Jones’s move of taking advantage of

Rachel, a drunk, was oblivious

“It’s a deal,” said she.

Chris

white rabbit had fallen into a

drove rapidly all the way and finally

pulled off the tie around his neck and unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt. The delicate lines of his collarbone were faintly discernible. Then,

down to get the slippers and then squatted to help

shirt was

Her throat rolled, and her eyes

shoes, David held her hand and

back to your room and wait for me. I’ll make you a bowl

about to turn around

grabbed his wrist. “I’m

with a reluctant smile. He raised his hand and patted her head. “Be good and wait for me.”

it go. She held his wrist tightly, afraid he

and then slowly raised his eyes. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and his deep eyes were filled

the woman’s head with

but soreness the after