Chapter 868:
âThatâs not enough,â Kellan replied.
He leaned in and kissed her.
His eyes burned with a deep, restless desire.
âI really donât want the morning to come so soon,â he said.
With ease, he unbuttoned Allisonâs shirt.
âMmâ¦â
Allison felt him lift her by the lower back.
She locked her gaze on Kellan.
He kissed every inch of her skin, their breaths mixing together.
Allison lost count of how many times his powerful presence had swept over her.
Each embrace felt like a blend of soul and body.
Passion flowed through the night.
It wrapped around them, binding them together.
At dawn, the first light of day peeked through.
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Allison slowly opened her eyes, feeling a bit sore.
âGood morning, Allison,â Kellan said. He was already awake, leaning down to kiss her forehead gently. âYou should freshen up and eat something before going to the lab.â
âOkay,â she replied, getting out of bed and heading to the bathroom.
As she glanced in the mirror, she saw her neck covered in hickeys.
Allison couldnât help but laugh, shaking her head. âKellan, did you turn into a vampire last night?â
He chuckled lightly, leaning casually against the wall.
âJust use some concealer.â
âThatâs all I can do,â Allison replied.
She sighed and grabbed the concealer to cover the hickeys.
Last night had been so intense that she had completely forgotten about them.
Soon, she looked at her now flawless skin and let out a breath of relief. âAll set,â she said.
Kellan seemed a bit let down. âThatâs good.â
After having breakfast together, Allison left for the lab on her own.
Even with everything that had happened last night, she knew that there was much more to face today. When Allison reached the office, she saw that Verruckt wasnât there.
âAlice, are you okay?â Judithâs voice suddenly came from behind her.
Allison was briefly taken aback but then smiled and nodded. âOf course. How about you all? You all look drained.â
Judith spoke with a weary tone. âItâs just part of the job. Weâre used to it. But why do you look so tired too?â
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