Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 411:

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Allison tilted her head slightly, raising an eyebrow. “You’re not serious, are you? Remember, we agreed to pretend to be a couple. It’s all just an act. Don’t go falling for me, or things will get messy.”

Her fingers trailed from his brow, brushing over his eyes, and finally coming to rest on the small red mole on his throat.

“And trust me, I’m not someone you want to mess with.” Her smile was cold, a sharp reminder of her dangerous edge.

If she wanted to, one flick of her wrist could snap his neck in an instant. But Kellan didn’t flinch.

He released her hand slowly.

“You’re indeed dangerous, but I’m no stranger to danger myself.”

an unspoken understanding passed between them. Neither was easily intimidated; both knew the risks they carried. The most sensible thing to do would have been to pull

themselves drawn together again, their lips crashing in a

spiked, the air

ignited inside her, consuming everything in its path and leaving her with

her effortlessly onto the bed. He leaned down, his lips claiming hers once again, with a deep,

flickered wildly beside them, burning faster, as though in sync with the escalating passion in

short gasps between kisses, as if she were drowning, her oxygen stolen by his relentless

clinging to him. Her clothes were now askew, exposing the soft curves of her body. Kellan’s breath traced the contours of her skin, inch by inch, a slow burn of

her body taut with tension, every breath burning

there… Wait!” she

drip of rain tapping against the window, intensifying

urge to grab him. She knew that his freshly bandaged wounds were too vulnerable to risk

fiercely, hunger in every touch as if he wanted to consume her