Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

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Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 68

In the car, the man’s gaze was fixed on Rachel

However, Rachel did not seem to notice. She lowered her head and played on her phone.

Occasionally, she would raise her hand to tuck her hair behind her ear

“Shall we have lunch together tomorrow? David suddenly asked

Rachel pondered for a moment I’m afraid not I have something very important to deal with tomorrow”

Upon hearing her words, David immediately understood that she was planning to personally go to the

bidding in South Valley tomorrow

“Then another day?” David looked at her with furrowed brows

Rachel nodded “Sure”

Before she could finish speaking, the car suddenly braked violently

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Rachel was caught off guard and fell forward Fortunately, David reacted quickly and

grabbed her waist, firmly protecting her in his arms.

The man’s arms were tightly wrapped around Rachel’s shoulder, and her breath was filled with the

man’s wooden fragrance

Her head was pressed against David’s warm chest, and her ears were filled with his strong heartbeat.

“Are you alright?” David’s deep voice sounded from above.

Rachel shook her head. “I’m fine.”

Just as she was about to withdraw from the man’s arms, her scalp seemed to be firmly grabbed by

something.

“Don’t move.” David looked down at Rachel in his arms. Her furry head leaned against his chest, and

her soft hair fell to the sides, revealing a slender neck. Her fair skin was faintly glowing, like a top–notch

suet jade, making people want to pinch it to feel that unique exquisiteness. Her eyes became deeper

and deeper, and her Adam’s apple rolled up and down. “Your hair is caught on a button.”

His well–defined knuckles slowly fiddled with the hair wrapped around the button.

He lowered his head, his warm breath on the skin of the woman’s neck, making her heart flutter.

Her ears turned red, and her fingertips curled up slightly. “Are you done?”

“It’s a little too tight,” David said unhurriedly. “You have to be patient with this kind of thing. You can’t

rush it.”

For some reason, Rachel acutely sensed a kind of pleasure from his tone!

She wondered if it was all in her head.

After some time, David finally undid the dead knot between her hair and the button. “Done.”

Rachel, who was gradually maintaining the same posture, felt her waist go limp and she fell

into his arms uncontrollably.

David grabbed her shoulder and fell backward

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The moment they fell, Rachel’s forehead was tightly pressed against his chest.

This sudden action made Rachel’s eyes widen. She explained anxiously, ‘I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…”

“I know.” David stared at her without blinking, his fingertips caressing her cheek.

Their current position was too intimate, making Rachel want to escape at a loss. However, the arm on

her waist tightened and trapped her firmly in his arms.

She looked up and met the man’s deep eyes. She held her breath.

There seemed to be a spark in his eyes. It flickered with heat, making Rachel’s heart skip a beat.

“You don’t know how tempting you are to me.” He stared at the woman’s moist lips with dark. eyes and

couldn’t help but slowly move closer.

The man’s unique scent assaulted her senses. Rachel’s hands that were placed on the man’s chest

suddenly clenched into fists. Her eyelashes fluttered in a panic like a frightened butterfly as she

muttered softly, “David…”

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