Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 332: As Kellan rose from his seat, his movements appeared deceptively casual, as though he were simply wiping away the condensation from the table.

But in reality, he held Allisons wrist from above, his whisper brushing against her ear like the murmur of an intimate lover.

Three hours ago, the water in the tub overflowed just like this, he murmured.

His voice, deep and magnetic, carried a calmness that masked something far more dangerous beneath the surface.

Didnt it? he added, wiping her fingertips slowly.

The handkerchief he used quickly absorbed the crystal-clear droplets clinging to her skin.

Allisons fingers were cool and damp, and her pulse quickened under his touch.

His voice softened further, and the warmth of his breath against her ear sent a shiver down her spine.

There was something about hima perfect contradiction between his aloof demeanor and the seductive power he exuded, like a rogue scholar.

He raised her fingers to his lips.

Ms.

Clarke, when you stepped out of the bathroom earlier, drenched like that, it was quite a sight.

Her heart pounded, the sound almost deafening in her ears.

Not far away, under the soft glow of the lights, Ferdinand lingered, oblivious to the tension crackling in the air.

He could approach at any moment.

What had begun as a tease now danced on the edge of something much more incendiary.

Allison tried to pull away, her voice strained.

I… forget it.

Kellan leaned in, capturing

the restrained brush of lips on

fingers, the warmth of his tongue tracing

brief sting, followed by a slick, tingling

Thats alright.

it now, he whispered, his voice low and intimate, meant for her ears

lips moved over her fingertips, a blush crept

legs threatened to give out

texture of his tongue sliding over her skin, sticky and warm,

mingled, the air around them thick

tea from her fingertips, leaving

the shadowy light, their actions flirted with the edges of

then, Ferdinand approached, holding a box of tea with a beaming smile, unaware

done quite a bit for

Clarke.

of tea? Ferdinands voice was light, but there was a

agree, I can set up more opportunities like this for

well known, but his suggestion held more than one meaningit was an unspoken offer to aid Kellan

a good friend

ball is just about to kick

you two have any needs, feel

had a genuine fondness for sipping

scheme to

as uninterested in balls as ever, I can always go tell… But before

Ms.

I will indeed be attending

on the sandalwood chair, his demeanor unruffled as he looked

tucked away the tea-stained handkerchief,

would be a hassle

explanation was clearly directed at

on, replied, Alright, Ill take