Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 278: Kellans playful teasing carried an almost imperceptible hint, like a shadow flirting at the edge of a dream.

The sunlight streaming through the window scattered across his collarbone, casting him in a soft, golden light that made him seem even more captivating than usual.

His face, typically composed and unreadable, now bore an expression that stirred something faint in Allison, a fleeting sensation brushing against her heart like the whisper of a breeze.

Then Id like to take it off, Allison murmured, stepping closer and bending down to undo the necklace.

Just as Kellan had warned, the clasp was tricky, fastened tightly.

It took Allison a few extra moments to work it loose, her fingers fumbling with the delicate mechanism.

She should have focused solely on the necklace, especially since it resembled her late mothers keepsake so closely.

Yet, for a brief instant, her eyes wandered, landing on Kellans neck instead.

With a few buttons left undone, the clean lines of his collarbone seemed to lead her gaze downward, revealing a glimpse of his firm chest.

The snakehead pendant, nestled between his toned muscles, carried a cold alluremysterious and dangerously inviting.

It stirred memoriesflashes of that night on the yacht, the way Kellans slender waist had moved with controlled power, and how his chest had felt so unexpectedly supple yet strong beneath her touch.

Ms.

Clarke, if youre struggling, I can guide you, Kellan murmured, his deep eyes glinting like a secret hidden in the depths of a still lake, drawing her in.

Theres a hidden clasp on the right side.

Try loosening that one first.

His fingers grazed the clasp at his neck, tilting it towards her, causing their hands to brush together, ever so lightly.

electrifyinghis warmth against her cool touch, a

mans body could radiate warmth from something as simple as

muttered, breaking eye contact as she

help but notice how Kellans body responded, his skin reddening faintly, betraying a sensitivity that caught her off

feeling warm,

the corner of his lips as he gently tucked a stray strand of her hair behind her

Just… a little ticklish.

bent down earlier, her hair must have brushed against his

his skin had flushed so

loose strands

a ponytail when Kellans hand reached out again,

trouble yourself with

Clarke.

working on the necklace, he said,

held her silky strands with

warm hands made it feel

the while, his gaze

wore a look of concentration, her features set

where he sat, Kellan took in every detailthe sweep of her long lashes, the soft flush of

lingered in the air, and the memory of her fingers brushing against his skin left

for

Kellans voice, deep and worn with fatigue, broke the

clay doll for Lorna

sooner, and you ended up

drained from the days chaos, yet being in Allisons presence seemed to

throughout the day ebbed away, much like his constant headaches that always seemed to lessen whenever he caught the scent of the perfume she

many ways, Allison was

need to thank me,

managing to undo