Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 338: Gordon pressed his palms firmly against the wall, trapping Allison between his arms.

The air was thick with tension, almost suffocating, yet when he raised his eyes to meet hers, they were filled with a lost, almost pitiable innocencelike a stray puppy.

Allison, may I? His voice hung in the air, slow and deliberate.

From where Allison stood, she could make out his collarbone, the shirt stretched just enough to reveal a hint of his well-defined chest.

She took in the sight of his lean, muscled body, his narrow waist, and his sculpted jaw.

His appearance was nothing short of model-esque.

The silver studs in his ears, the tousled hair falling just so on his shoulders, gave him the look of a rebellious heart, carefree in ways he shouldnt be.

But that expressionthose wordsmade him seem like he was waiting for permission.

There was something obedient, almost gentle about him, as though one touch would have him wagging his tail.

His voice, laced with an ambiguous yet endearing tone, made it clear he was willing to surrender.

But here, in this dimly lit corner, reality loomed heavy.

He was her subordinate, and she was his superior.

Gordon, youre stepping out of line, Allison said, tugging sharply on his tie.

Her smile, playful yet dangerous, carried weight.

With a simple pull, she could choke the life out of him if she wished.

If youre tired of working at Cobweb, I can easily replace you, she continued, her voice adopting the tone one might use with a pet.

The strange part? Gordon didnt shrink from it.

He seemed to get lost under her hand.

The bravado hed worn like armor just moments before crumbled.

eyes

me, he stammered, his voice cracking

himit was the idea of being

years wandering abroad, adrift without any real sense of

pulled him from the

to something real, long before they ever met in

dropped, lashes trembling

didnt mean

Its just… that necklace.

threw me off, and I… I didnt

winced inwardly, knowing hed

close to her, jealousy gnawed at him like an

that Allison was not just his confidant;

the end of the day, that was the

whatever punishment you

up, whip

pleaded, his

eyes, and his voice shook

to ease up as she

you before, Im not going to abandon you, she sighed, feeling a headache

drawn to his rebellious streak, his sharp mind, and the way

him into Cobweb in the first

would latch onto her like this, clinging to her as

the night he had called her in a panic, unable

shaken then as it was now, pleading with her over and

when she had learned the full extent of his abandonment issues how his parents had thrown

something stable, he

necklace could belong

Allison said, her tone sharp but

importantly, youre young,

you confuse attachment

She spoke from experience.

caught up in the heat of crises

been a testament