Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 493:

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Nearby, Carole froze, her face a picture of shock. She couldn’t comprehend how, in the heartbeat it took Gordon to swing, Kellan had whisked Allison away without so much as a blur.

Outside, the crisp night air hit Allison’s face, her heart pounding with the shock of it all.

Her mind raced, piecing together everything she’d seen. How even…? Her stomach twisted with unease.

She was beginning to see the man before her in a new, darker light, one that raised more questions than answers. Kellan’s movements were impossibly quick — practiced, efficient, instinctive. It must be the precision of someone who’d spent years honing skills for survival. She didn’t want to read too much into it though. Otherwise…

The wind whistled in her ears as she was half-dragged down the empty street, the rapid pace giving her no time to protest.

back, the fabric of his shirt stretching over taut, coiled muscles, every line of him tense and ready, like a storm contained within fragile

scalding in its raw

alley, and Kellan stopped, finally loosening his grip

her breath, her pulse still frantic as her mind tried to catch up. She raised her gaze and was met with his eyes — a searing, intense red beneath a mask of calm that was anything

more at galnovels

to kill that punk.”

against her back as her shoulders hit it, pressed so close that every breath drew

two of you, cozy in that café today, talking like I wasn’t a thousand miles closer than he’ll

certainty that he could follow through on

she replied, her tone as firm as she could make it. “My choices

was a reminder—both for him and herself—that the barriers between them were better left standing. Keeping

his eyes burning with dark humor. “You’re right. It’s