Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 475:

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A faint, cool fragrance lingered around the man. Caught off guard, Allison lost her balance, and her right hand instinctively pressed against his chest to steady herself. Suddenly, the air felt thick and hot.

When Allison looked up, she found herself locking eyes with Kellan.

For a split second, her mind blanked, thoughts tangling with the curious realization that relaxed chest muscles felt… soft.

With a soft rustle, the documents slipped from her grasp and scattered across the floor.

“Ms. Clarke,” Kellan said, his hand steadying her before letting go. “Seems we meet again.”

Allison’s scent had intensified — a fragrance more alluring than any perfume could capture. Kellan couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but a strange desire flickered within him. What was it?

it a hunger to devour her

he wasn’t

to possess

That wasn’t

before and knew his feelings for her went well

was teetering on the edge, his control slipping with

into a wild, painful rhythm, pulsing fiercely within

impassive, a hidden intensity simmered in his dark gaze, his eyes like twin abysses, withholding all he

“Thank you, Mr. Lloyd.”

took two steps back, regaining her

gather the scattered files, only to see another hand — elegant and deft

to PR?” Kellan’s gaze lingered on

I need to go over the details with them and make sure everything’s on track,”

Kellan’s hands—strong and elegant, with defined veins tracing under his