Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

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

deep and magnetic, but with frayed edges, probably from the

her voice was so slight it was almost lost

lips curved into a

Of course it is.

balled into a calculating

for his part, fought the fire coursing through

fluttered as he struggled to control his

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

so calmly, as if she had the

blurred, but the pungent aroma of plum pierced the

moment was all Allison

dug into her ribs and her

points, disarming him in one quick,

of seconds, the tables

gun in his hand, he let his finger dance softly over

chest,

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

Next time, think twice.

times before wielding this.

know when it

gun with the firmness of

Drugged, huh.

you went too far

like her: a woman who looked danger in the face and He smiled

Kellan didn't even stop.

his hand

bent, and in that flicker of hesitation, Kellan made his

precision, he grabbed her shoulder, crushing her against

a distant memory, replaced by something much more exhilarating, an

since she had

been the Stevens family's obedient puppet for three long years,