Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 169: Outside, Allison was slammed against the car, her chest pressed hard onto the hood.

She had always been a woman of striking beauty, but now, in those red high heels, her long legs appeared even more tantalizing.

With her wrists bound behind her back, she was a vision that could ignite desire in anyones eyes.

Rugal sneered as he sauntered toward her, his gaze lingering over her body.

Damn, youre a stunner.

Lets see how pretty you look when Im done with you.

His voice dripped with lecherous intent, his hands twitching, eager to seize her.

The car headlights bathed them in a harsh glow, but the intensity of the light created a brief, blinding distraction.

It was all Allison needed.

In one sharp movement, she yanked her hands free from the restraints.

Her eyes turned cold as ice.

Too bad youre too revolting for me, she said, her voice like a blade.

You dont deserve to breathe.

Before Rugal could react, she spun on her heel and drove a powerful kick into his groin.

the sharp tip

gushed between Rugals legs as his

kill you! he howled, doubling over in agony, his face

was swift and

her bloodied

Crack.

of bone snapping echoed through

under the force of her

disbelief, he collapsed to the

Damon inside the cabin, but chaos

voice cut through the din, icy and calm, though his eyes burned with barely contained

muscles tensed, veins bulging, as he sliced through the ropes

motion, he grabbed the chair hed been tied to

chair shattered against Damons skull, splinters flying as blood smeared the tattoos on

impact left Damon reeling, his mind spinning, but Kellan didnt waste a

brutal punch to the gut, Damon crumpled to the floor, gasping

Damon groaned, clutching his abdomen,

seemed so composed, almost docile, was

Kellan wasnt finished.

mouth to call for help, Kellan was already looming over

you cant be serious Damons face drained of color, but his words died in his

across the floor

ago, Kellan muttered, his voice

no hesitation, no remorseonly

of his hand, stepping over Damons crumpled body as though it were nothing