Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 9

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.

won't live to

rough, deep and magnetic, but with frayed edges, probably

was so slight it

curved

Of course it is.

balled into a

his part, fought the

fluttered as he

a piece of her neck, pale and delicate, as if a simple twist could break

calmly, as if she had the

pungent aroma of plum

was all Allison

an instant, her elbow dug into her ribs

pressure points, disarming him in

matter of seconds, the tables had

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

at his chest, calm

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

the firmness of

Drugged, huh.

you went too

her: a woman who looked danger in

Kellan didn't even stop.

hand

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

quick precision, he grabbed her shoulder,

a distant memory, replaced by something much more exhilarating, an emotion she hadn't

had been since she had fought

the Stevens family's obedient puppet for three long years, the Scarlet Serpent was still

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