Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 625:

“Allison, to me, there’s nothing that matters more than being by your side — not life or death, not whether my life is simple or complicated,” Kellan’s voice was a soft murmur, his lips barely brushing the back of her hand.

Yet, the touch sent a spark through Allison’s veins, an electric pulse she felt all the way to her fingertips. His voice, suddenly rough and edged with a hint of bitterness, broke the quiet. “When I was expanding our markets overseas, the mafia came at us like locusts, crawling out of every corner. I lost my brother to them, and I left that world broken, barely able to walk again, bound to a wheelchair. As the Lloyd empire grew, so did the darkness behind it — the threats, the ruthless games.”

His gaze hardened, shadows of old memories surfacing in his eyes. “In those days, assassination attempts were routine. I hired experts, people who taught me how to survive, how to handle weapons, how to strike before being struck. They showed me how to take out an enemy with a single shot.”

His tone was smooth yet steely, like a blade wrapped in silk. Even as he spoke of blood, gunpowder, and violence, there was a chilling elegance to his words. “Allison, I don’t despise violence itself. What I despise is the helplessness that comes from not being able to protect those I love.”

This was Kellan Lloyd: a man who had clawed his way up from the gutters to a position of untouchable power, feared across the city of Ontdale. Allison realized he was opening his past to her. These were baring truths few ever heard. She didn’t offer judgment, only a gentle smile as she said, “I knew you were impressive when I saw you on that yacht, Mr. Lloyd.”

voice carried an almost magnetic allure. It reminded her of the night they first gave in to each other. They had moved in perfect sync, as if some invisible force bound them. And now, as he looked at her, his gaze seemed to tug directly at her

wrong, Mr. Lloyd?” she teased. “Are

For you, Allison, I’d be happy to play the part

reached the mountaintop as they bantered away. Allison had arranged for a pavilion to be built here — a simple

warm afterglow that painted the sky in hues of amber and violet. A gentle breeze brought the fresh scent of grass and leaves to their noses. It was

city began to twinkle below, Allison

reached for his hand and pressed a smooth black jade ring into his palm, curling

you know my secret, you

this mountain meant