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.

and Allison stiffen, their bodies going rigid for a fleeting

sent a thrill surging through Kellans veins, pushing

Kellan said coldly, his voice low and

youre too slow,

partner switch is almost

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

reply, the crowd swept him away, pulling him

were left hanging in the air,

of sight, Kellan held on to Allison, moving

her back to the

more unpredictable here,

leaned down and kissed

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

breathed, surprise mixing with a tinge of frustration at how easily he let go of

about him tonight, and an unmistakable sense of danger in the air,

a silent declaration that he had no intention of

felt like he was claiming her space,

head back, breaking free for a moment, then pushed gently against his

anyone caught a glimpse of them now, it would undoubtedly send ripples

to become the subject

So, they pulled apart.

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

murmured her

as if the last notes of a song

as though the music itself had carried his

he confessed, his dark eyes burning with a

blinked, his

into nothing

he loosened his grip on her hand, taking a

want to

said, his voice tight

offering her a

last thread of control he had left, dangling precariously before the point of no