Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 8

Chapter 8: You're not very afraid, are you? The man stood there, exuding a cold and menacing aura.

Allison didn't flinch, though her right hand was already curling with the subtle strength she'd perfected over the years.

It had been a while since I had tasted this kind of life-or-death tension.

The calm of his days had almost made him forget what he felt.

Outside, the pounding of hurried footsteps resounded, rapidly approaching.

Find him! We use the last of Sombra.

That could knock out an entire squad.

It won't go far.

Move, before dawn! Allison's mind was working fast.

So, he was high.

As the footsteps faded, the gun pressed to his side began to shake.

His hand was barely firm, the grip weakening by the second.

I'm not in the habit of prying.

I'll act like I didn't see anything tonight.

His voice was steady even as the gun dug into his waist.

And if you don't want that wound to fester, you better go to a hospital soon.

Although he couldn't see clearly in the darkness, his keen senses caught the sharp taste of blood in the air.

But his voice, though strained, was cold as ice.

talking and you won't live

frayed edges, probably from the drug seeping into his

tremor in her voice was so slight it was almost lost

lips curved into a

Of course it is.

fingers balled into a calculating

his part, fought the fire coursing through

as he struggled to control

where he stood, he could only make out a piece of her neck, pale and delicate, as if a simple twist

if she had the upper hand, even smiling! The drug was stronger

of plum pierced the haze

was all Allison

her elbow dug into her ribs

fingers expertly pressed his pressure points,

of seconds,

in his hand, he let his finger dance softly

it at his chest, calm and completely

the man who had called the shots a few moments ago, was now face to face with a woman who

Next time, think twice.

times before wielding this.

never know when it might go off

the gun with the firmness of

Drugged, huh.

you went

a woman who looked danger in the

Kellan didn't even stop.

hand

as Allison's arm bent, and in that flicker of hesitation,

her shoulder, crushing

tongue, but the fear was a distant memory, replaced by something much more exhilarating, an emotion she hadn't felt in

long it had been since she had fought with true intention

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