Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

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.

movement, she tightened her grip around his neck and placed her

let anyone think she was

grunt escaping his lips as he

coldness of his gaze had melted into something more confusing:

of hair from her flushed face, her expression of confidence

the moment, but her

charge! Her fingers danced from his throat along his torso, tracing the chiseled

was a sculptor's dream: lean, powerful, a perfect

V.

were both using each other, but at that moment it didn't feel like a

him and kissed him again, while her hands moved methodically

gave up patience and tore at the fabric, her palms resting

never experienced

of resisting, he

hands clung to her waist as if

dim light like an artist's muse, each movement bringing them closer to chaos with

to his

the night blurred into fragments

of being caught in a violent

back to reality for a fleeting second, and the only thing

are you doing,

still hasn't

the drug.

serious? What are you,

.

.

in a whirlwind of

finally woke up, Allison noticed something hard digging

reached out and his fingers curled around the cold silver metal of a

once been at his

forced himself to sit up, his eyes drifting to the

broken record, unable

illuminated by the thin rays of light that filtered through the heavy