Betrayal At The Altar (Rachel and David) novel Chapter 366

Chapter 366 

David had never seen her cry. He reached out his hand and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. His low and magnetic voice slowly sounded. “Do you want it?” 

Rachel looked up at him. 

Her clear almond–shaped eyes were no longer as persistent as before, only leaving behind a pitiful watery glow, like a white rose under a storm. 

“David, I feel terrible. Can you help me…” 

The desire in her body was about to roast her from the inside out. 

David let out a low laugh and kissed her forehead. 

“You’re not sober enough.” 

He was afraid that Rachel would regret it for the rest of her life. 

Rachel seemed to read his concerns. She wrapped herself around him like a soft snake and kissed his chin and lips. “I won’t regret it…” 

David looked at her with a deep and burning gaze. 

Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore. He flipped over and pinned her under him. 

David kissed her lips passionately and urgently. 

Rachel instinctively opened her mouth and breathed heavily. She was like a fish stranded in the shallows after the tide receded. Her body became limp like a puddle of water. 

The man’s palm landed on her body, causing her body to stiffen unconsciously. 

“Don’t be afraid…” David’s deep and cold voice sounded beside her ear. He gently kissed her temple. 

The room was filled with charm. 

The soft touch made Rachel’s toes curl up. She seemed to hear the sound of the string in her head snapping. Her almond–shaped eyes suddenly widened, and her pupils trembled slightly. 

After some time, the room finally returned to normal. The air was filled with an ambiguous smell. 

David carried Rachel out of the bathroom and gently placed her on the bed. 

Rachel wrapped herself tightly in the blanket. 

“You’re not going to admit it after using me?” David looked at the woman with her back facing him and smiled faintly. 

Rachel pursed her lips and said gloomily, “No.” 

She only thought of the scene of David helping her and felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward. 

For a moment, she did not know how to face David. 

As David sat by the bed, the space behind Rachel collapsed. A man’s voice sounded above her head again. “Is that because you’re not satisfied with my service?” 

His deep, cold, and magnetic voice was mixed with a hint of desire that had yet to fade, revealing the texture of gravel.