Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

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Chapter 301 Searching Her Vertebrae

Half an hour later, the car arrived at the Platinum Mansion.

After David entered the mansion, he stood at the entrance of the hall and looked at Rachel in silence

as she took out a pair of men’s slippers from the shoe cabinet. His eyelids remained still, yet his

eyebrows raised slightly, it was subtle and hardly noticeable.

He spoke no words, but his eyes became as flirtatious as they came.

Rachel looked into his eyes and immediately read his thoughts. In no hurry to explain herself, she said

calmly, “These are from Lucas. He said it’s dangerous for a girl to live alone, and putting a pair of men’s

slippers outside the door is a great way to keep me safe, keeps those with vile intentions. away.”

“You’re amazing at killing the mood.” David sighed helplessly.

Just a moment ago, he was fantasizing about what living under the same roof with Rachel would be

like.

Rachel shrugged, her innocence–filled eyes blinking as she said, “Oops.”

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David was speechless.

“You can go take a nap in the guest room first,” Rachel said as she tied up her hair with a black rubber

band.

David reached out his hand, tucked a strand of her loose hair behind her ear, and asked softly, “What

about you?”

“I’m going to prepare the ingredients and cook something for you later,”

Rachel said.

“Why don’t we nap together?” David’s fingers gently stroked her earlobe, his fingertips circled around

her ear and landed at the sensitive spot behind it. “Rae–Rae, I promise I won’t do anything.”

His low and magnetic voice slowly sounded in her ears.

Rachel’s eyelashes shivered slightly. Just as she was about to reject him, she heard him say, “Are you

going to reject me again?”

As she pondered the answer to this question, David’s arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her

into his arms.

This man’s cold aura shrouded Rachel and wrapped her tightly, even her

breathing stagnated for a moment.

After pondering for a moment, Rachel sighed softly and said, “I just feel that if I agreed, I’d seem like an

easy and unreserved woman.”

“Aren’t you reserved enough?” David looked down at the woman in his arms. His well–defined slender

fingers caressed her exquisite and round chin. Then, he bent down and gently kissed her lips. “I’d say

you’re so reserved it’s torturous.”

Rachel raised her eyebrows slightly. “So, am I to take that as a complaint?” David buried his head in

her neck, and his warm breath swept across her skin. His voice was magnetic, casual, and lazy, yet it

tickled and lured Rachel’s heart like a tiny hook. “How could I? I must make you mine, and for that, no

matter how difficult your tests are and how many you’re going to give me, I’ll overcome them.”

Rachel’s lips curled upwards slightly. It was faint, but she smiled.

However, the next second, David suddenly carried her up and quickly walked into the guest room.

Angry and frustrated, Rachel yelled, “David, what are you, a barbarian?”

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“Barbarian?” David’s footsteps slowed down slightly. He raised his eyebrows as if he was thoroughly

analyzing the meaning of this word.

Suddenly, his lips curled into a smile and he said, “It looks like I must do something barbaric then, or

else I’d be besmirching the nickname you’ve given me.”

Rachel did not know what to say.

What kind of nonsense logic was that?

David locked Rachel in his arms and forced her into bed.

A man and a woman alone in the room, it was inevitable that one’s imagination would run wild.

Rachel’s face was pressed against David’s chest. Although David was wearing a shirt, Rachel could

still vividly feel his body temperature on her skin. She was engulfed by his cold aura, it was as if they

materialized and rushed into her nose, making her heartbeat uncontrollably accelerate.

To add fuel to the fire, his hand landed on her back and gently circled around her spine, it made her

body stiffen slightly.

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Likely because he sensed her stiffness, David’s lips uncontrollably curled upwards. Could not help but

smile, he said, “Are you afraid of me?”

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