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Chapter 413: In the stillness of the room, Kellan heard every word of her conversation, his possessive side flaring.

The sound of Allison from Gordons mouth made him want to claim her even more.

Allison yanked at Kellans hair, her glare sharp enough to kill, but he ignored the warning.

His hand roamed boldly, gripping her waist, stoking the fire between them with reckless abandon.

It was as if he was determined to make her yield to him.

She bit back the urge to cover his lips, her mind torn between their dangerous intimacy and the conversation still playing out on the phone.

Allison, are you okay? You sound off.

Gordons voice grew concerned, and she could hear the jingle of car keys.

Do I need to come over? It seemed he was ready to come over any second.

No, no need, Allison quickly interjected, struggling to keep her voice steady.

Im just exhausted and need… need to rest.

Allison was nearing her limit.

Her words were a breathless rush, the tension mounting as the danger of being discovered added a sharp edge to the moment.

The more tension there was, the more the suppression between them, the more it fueled the intensity.

The heat between them simmered like molten lava, leaving Allison speechless.

Feel inspired on gⱯlnσν????????s．cо???? Her body, completely overtaken, felt as though it might melt into a puddle.

Her skin flushed, waves of heat rippling through her as crimson spread across her cheeks.

With a shaky breath and determination, Allison pressed down on Kellans shoulders, forcing herself to finish the call.

Im sleepy.

Dont forget, clean up any loose ends, leave no traces.

Good night, she said, hanging up without a second thought.

Her fingers slid around Kellans neck, tightening as she stared at him, her voice laced with both warning and desire.

Kellan, youre playing with fire.

Kellan felt increasingly trapped in a paradox: captivated by the allure of Allison, yet suffocated by the intensity it brought.

There was something about her, a dangerous thrill she had awakened inside him.

He couldnt deny it.

But he had to.

This absurd, reckless desire gnawed at his restraint, forcing him to clamp down on his own impulses.

No.

This couldnt go on.

No one in their right mind would indulge such madness.

He lowered his gaze, his fingers gently working to pry her hand loose, one finger at a time.

Allison, he whispered, his voice rough like sandpaper on silk, I dont want you to lose focus.

The words barely left his lips before he pressed a tender kiss to her fingertips.

That gentle touch was electrifying, sending a tremor through her.

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