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.

and you won't live to regret

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

her voice was so slight it was almost

curved into

Of course it is.

balled into a

part, fought the fire coursing

as he struggled

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

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

plum pierced the haze and briefly

was all Allison

elbow dug into her ribs

expertly pressed his pressure points, disarming

a matter of seconds,

finger

pointed it at his chest, calm and

had called the shots a few moments ago, was now face to face

Next time, think twice.

times before wielding this.

know when it

with the firmness of someone who had seen

Drugged, huh.

went too

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

Kellan didn't even stop.

his hand on

Allison's arm bent, and in that flicker

her shoulder, crushing her

but the fear was a distant memory,

had been since she had

obedient puppet for three long years, the Scarlet

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