Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 10

Chapter 10: Allison found herself pinned against the wide, cold table, the cold seeping into her skin as her vision swirled in a dizzying fog.

You.

.

.

She barely managed to speak before her words were swallowed by the fierce pressure of lips.

by Kellan.

He put his arm around her waist and brushed her fingers against her skin, sending an electric shock up her back.

The sensation was not only searing, it was unforgettable.

Slower, Allison whispered, her breath coming in harsh gasps, as her hand moved to the sharp contours of her waist and her fingers met the hardness beneath.

It was all fire and steel.

Impressive in every way, but he had no sense of tenderness.

But Kellan wasn't listening.

His body moved with a primal urgency, like a predator savoring its rare prey.

Moments ago, they had aimed their weapons at vital organs, but now they were entangled in a dangerous rhythm, fueled by something that consumed them much more.

Let the hate.

Don't move! His voice, rough and grave, filled the air.

His ragged breathing came in short bursts, and that command alone had enough intensity to make anyone's blood heat.

But Allison wasn't just anyone.

Orders never sat well with him.

his neck and placed her other hand

anyone think she

with a thud, a grunt escaping his

gaze had

of hair from her flushed

heaved with the effort of the moment, but her eyes, always unyielding, remained fixed

will be in charge! Her fingers danced from his throat along his torso, tracing

a sculptor's dream: lean, powerful, a perfect masterpiece in the

V.

using each other, but at that

again, while

tore at the

the reins, had never

of resisting, he let it

his hands clung to her waist as if he could somehow make

like an artist's

from his neck to his

the night blurred

thing she remembered was the sensation of being caught in a violent storm, tossed about by the

snapped back to reality for a fleeting second, and the only thing he could focus on was the starlight dancing

are you doing,

still hasn't

the drug.

you, an animal? And stop biting

.

.

there, idiot! The night continued in

finally woke up, Allison noticed

reached out and his fingers curled around the

the dagger that had once been at his waist; danger

to sit up, his eyes drifting to the intricate designs on the

spun like a broken record, unable to hold on to anything

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