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.

and you won't live to regret

rough, deep and magnetic, but with frayed edges, probably from the drug seeping into his

tremor in her voice was so slight it

curved into

Of course it is.

fingers balled into a

the

he struggled

he could only make out a piece of her neck, pale and

so calmly, as if she had the upper hand, even smiling! The

blurred, but the pungent aroma of plum

was all Allison

her elbow dug into her ribs and her right

expertly pressed his pressure points, disarming him in one quick, practiced

seconds, the

finger dance softly over

it at his chest, calm and completely under

shots a few moments ago, was now face to face with

Next time, think twice.

times before wielding this.

when it might go off

the firmness of someone who had seen it all

Drugged, huh.

you went too far this

her: a woman who looked danger

Kellan didn't even stop.

hand on

as Allison's arm bent, and in that flicker

her shoulder, crushing her

distant memory, replaced by something much more exhilarating, an

had fought

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