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 to

frayed edges, probably from the drug seeping into his

her voice was so slight

curved into

Of course it is.

into

for his part, fought the fire coursing through his

as he struggled

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

yet, she stood there so calmly, as if she had the upper hand, even smiling! The drug

blurred, but the pungent aroma of plum pierced the haze and briefly

was all

In an instant, her elbow dug into her ribs and

pressure points, disarming

seconds, the tables

With the gun in his hand, he let his finger dance softly over the trigger, the

chest,

few moments ago, was now face to face with

Next time, think twice.

times before wielding this.

it might

with the firmness of

Drugged, huh.

went too far this

had never come across anyone like her: a woman

Kellan didn't even stop.

his hand

bent, and in

precision, he grabbed her shoulder, crushing

tasted copper on her tongue, but the fear was a distant memory, replaced by something much more

had been since she had fought with true intention

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