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.

Kellan and Allison stiffen, their

Kellans veins, pushing

place, Kellan said coldly, his

slow, he added, glancing

partner switch is

alive again, everyone seamlessly exchanging partners as

could offer a reply, the crowd swept him away, pulling him far

left hanging in

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

the shadowy

was more unpredictable here, the dimness

Kellan leaned down and

hand, hot and firm, pressed against her, making it feel like

breathed, surprise mixing with a tinge of frustration at

unmistakable sense of danger in the air,

was fierce, a silent declaration that he had no intention of holding

he was claiming

breaking free for a moment, then pushed gently against his

a glimpse of them now, it would undoubtedly send ripples through the gossip

desire to become the

So, they pulled apart.

the kiss lingered on her lips, like an imprint

Kellan murmured her

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

was as though the music itself had carried his words away

it, Ive lost, he confessed, his dark

blinked, his

thought was self-restraint had crumbled into nothing more

he loosened his grip on her hand, taking

to dance with

his voice tight with

was offering her

he had