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

let anyone think

thud, a grunt escaping his lips as

coldness of his gaze had

strands of hair from her flushed face, her expression of confidence leaving no room for

the effort of the moment,

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

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

V.

at that moment it didn't

again, while her hands moved methodically to unbutton his

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

held the reins, had never experienced someone turning

of resisting, he

her waist as if he

artist's muse, each movement bringing them closer

delicately from his neck to his cheek, before placing her lips on those deep, magnetic

blurred into fragments in

sensation of being caught

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

you doing, he heard

hasn't worn

the drug.

you, an animal?

.

.

night continued in a whirlwind of

she finally woke up, Allison noticed something hard digging

difficulty, he reached out and his fingers curled around

the dagger that had once been at his waist; danger had been his silent witness all

himself to sit up, his eyes drifting to the intricate designs on the ceiling, trying to

broken record, unable to hold on to anything

rays of light that filtered through the heavy curtains,