Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 343: Allison had every intention of rattling Kellans calm facade.

We need to pick up the pace, she insisted, her voice cutting through the rhythm of the music.

Under the dim, flickering lights at the far edge of the dance floor, their movements felt awkward, as if the very air around them was pushing against them.

Her hand, once resting innocently on his shoulder, slid slowly down to the small of his back.

Mr.

Lloyd, youre falling behind, she teased, her tone daring.

In that moment, it was clear Allison was in charge.

Kellan leaned forward just as she looked up.

Their faces drew so close that her lips nearly grazed his chin.

There was a faint fragrance in the air between them, something like wildflowers mingling with gardenias.

Kellan caught a whiff of it, wondering if it was merely the scent of alcohol blending with the heady tension in the room.

The spot where Allison touched him stirred something in Kellan, a place where the slightest pressure sparked sensitivity.

He tightened his grip on her hand, his chest rising and falling more heavily as he tried to suppress the urge to draw in a sharp breath.

As the music swelled to its crescendo, the dancers around them began switching partners, a fleeting change in tempo.

Allison, there you are! Gordons voice cut through, his entrance as effortless as the beat of the music.

He glided toward them, his movements graceful, half of his face obscured by a black feathered mask.

His joy was palpable, evident in the sparkle of his bright, clear eyes.

It radiated a bold, exuberant energy.

But Kellan refused to let go of Allisons hand.

of Gordon made both Kellan and Allison stiffen, their bodies going rigid for

Kellans veins, pushing him closer to

Kellan said coldly, his voice

youre too slow,

switch

now, the dance floor was alive again, everyone seamlessly exchanging

offer a reply, the crowd swept him away, pulling him far from the two of

hanging in the

out of sight, Kellan held on to Allison,

to the shadowy perimeter of the dance

more unpredictable here, the

Kellan leaned down

hand, hot and firm, pressed against her, making it feel like there was no room to

breathed, surprise mixing with a tinge of frustration at

tonight, and an unmistakable sense of danger in the air, something that clung to him

fierce, a silent declaration that he had no

he was claiming

for a moment, then pushed gently against

it would undoubtedly send ripples

become

So, they pulled apart.

the remnants of the kiss lingered on her lips, like

murmured her

if the last notes of a song were hanging in the air,

itself had carried his words away on

he confessed, his dark eyes burning with a

his

had crumbled into nothing more than a joke in

his grip on her

you want to

said, his voice tight with

was offering

last thread of control he had left, dangling precariously