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.”

the risks they carried. The most sensible

an instant, despite having just separated, they found themselves drawn together again, their lips

the room spiked,

though a wildfire had ignited inside her, consuming everything in its path and leaving her

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

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

kisses, as if she were drowning, her oxygen stolen by

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 anticipation building

legs were pinned between Kellan’s arms, her body taut with tension,

Wait!”

foreplay was torturous, like the slow drip of rain tapping against the window, intensifying with each

knuckles whitened as she fought the urge to grab him. She knew that his freshly bandaged wounds were too vulnerable to

kissed her fiercely, hunger in every touch