Chapter 918: Chapter 918

Chapter 918:

Kellan nodded. “This is Kylo’s place. After you passed out, he brought you here. Your injuries were serious, so I had no choice but to trust him.”

With Bill dead, Kylo had come out on top. “You were out for three days. We went over the events at the dock. If I’m right, Kylo’s real target was always Bill. He just used us to get to him.”

What a calculating man, Allison thought, not shocked. “The Immortality Group is in his hands now. Who knows if that’s a blessing or a curse?” Kellan continued.

But Allison had a strong feeling. Though Kylo was cruel, he wasn’t insane. On the contrary, he was quite rational and knew how to control himself. Otherwise, Muisvedo wouldn’t have been so well-managed in his hands.

But Allison wasn’t interested in thinking about that right now. Instead, she studied Kellan closely. “I was out for three days. Did you not sleep at all?” she asked softly.

“There’s no rush,” Kellan answered, avoiding her question as he prepared some medicine to treat the inflammation in warm water. “This will help with the inflammation. Drink it.”

Allison nodded, took the bowl, and swallowed the medicine in one gulp. “So bitter,” she murmured.

The taste was so sharp that it almost left her speechless. Seeing her reaction, Kellan let out a small laugh and gently wiped the medicine from the corner of her lips. “There’s candy here.”

Kellan carefully unwrapped a piece of candy and held it up to her lips. “Allison, I’m so happy you’re alright.”

Allison took the candy from his hand. “Me too.”

Before she could say more, Kellan gently lifted her chin with his fingers. Then, he leaned down and kissed her.

When Kellan kissed her, the peach-flavored candy she had in her mouth started to dissolve. It felt warm. It tasted sweet.

At first, the kiss was gentle, but it gradually grew more intense. His Adam’s apple moved as he kissed her, his lips pressing firmly against hers.

“While you were unconscious for three days, the police announced that Verruckt was dead. But that wasn’t enough for me. I tracked down every one of his men — those who had the nerve to touch you that night,” Kellan said, his voice low and filled with hidden fury. “But it still doesn’t feel like enough. Everyone tells me you’ll be okay, but in my nightmares, I keep watching you vanish. Allison, I’m awful, aren’t I? All I want is to be with you forever.” As Kellan spoke, his kiss grew even deeper.

Allison couldn’t even catch her breath to reply. It wasn’t just her lips he kissed; even her tongue seemed to get lost in the rhythm of his, tangled with his as though they were one. He was like a man stumbling in the dark, suddenly finding a flicker of light — and holding on to it like his life depended on it. It was overwhelming.

Allison pressed her hands against his chest, feeling the wild thump of his heart beneath her fingers. It was as if Kellan wanted to pull her into himself, never letting her go.

There was a raw, almost forceful possessiveness in his touch, a need that made him feel like someone completely new to her. Kellan had always been distant, even cold at times, but now he was shattering the calm mask he usually wore.

He gently bit her lower lip, his breath warm and heavy against her skin. “Allison, I love you.”

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