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.

Gordon made both Kellan and Allison stiffen,

through Kellans veins, pushing him

place, Kellan said coldly, his voice low

slow, he

switch is almost

dance floor was alive again, everyone seamlessly exchanging partners as the

crowd swept him away,

left hanging

Gordon out of sight, Kellan held on to Allison, moving in sync with

to the shadowy

more unpredictable here, the dimness punctuated by

leaned down

firm, pressed against her, making it feel like there was no

with a tinge of frustration at how easily he let go

something reckless about him tonight, and an unmistakable sense of danger in the air, something that clung to him like a second

a silent declaration that he had

he was claiming her space, leaving no inch

her head back, breaking free for a moment, then pushed

it would undoubtedly send ripples

no desire to become the subject of scandalous

So, they pulled apart.

the remnants of the kiss lingered on her lips, like an imprint

Kellan murmured her

was thick and gravelly, as if the last notes of a song were hanging in the air,

had

Ive lost, he confessed, his dark eyes

his gaze

into nothing more

loosened his grip on her hand, taking a small

to

he said, his voice tight with tension,

was offering her

was the last thread of control he had left,