Chapter 185: He found himself at a crossroads, uncertain whether to bare his soul to her.

In the end, Kellan decided not to hold back.

It is something I enjoy, something I prepare for myself.

His voice, laced with a husky undertone, resonated with a depth that matched the dark, stormy glint in his eyes, revealing layers of suppressed desires.

Kellan had long acknowledged his unconventional nature, recognizing that he craved a level of stimulation that others might find excessive.

These unique preferences were not the kind of thing that society would readily accept.

After all, the media had painted him as a business titan, a prodigy whose more peculiar side must remain cloaked in shadows.

He had never anticipated unveiling this aspect of himself to Allison in such a raw manner.

So, if you find it revolting or feel the urge to distance yourself, I completely understand.

I will handle the company matters… As he spoke, Kellan maintained a facade of calm, embodying the aloof CEO of Lloyd Group.

Yet inside, he felt as if a dagger had pierced his heart.

He understood that while some secrets could be tucked away for a time, they could never truly vanish.

Perhaps it was wiser to confess outright.

But before he could speak further, Allison posed a question that caught him off guard.

Why do you feel the need to explain so much to me? Kellan blinked in surprise.

He had anticipated disgust or disdain, yet Allisons expression was merely one of mild curiosity, as if she were slightly puzzled and not overly concerned.

Because you and I are friends.

He struggled to articulate why he felt compelled to be transparent.

Perhaps it was the way her eyes shone that made him hesitant to deceive her.

No matter whether it was his illustrious accomplishments or the darker corners of his life, he wanted to lay everything bare to her, wishing to be genuine.

I want no deception between us.

Throughout their conversation, there was no trace of disgust or rejection on Allisons face.

In fact, she smiled at his words, saying, Indeed, we are friends.

If the moment had not been so awkward, she might have savored this revelation even more.novelbin

She hadnt expected Kellan to possess such contrasting facets; on the surface, he was a frosty, detached CEO, yet in private, he found pleasure in submission.

This contrast intrigued her.

Especially when she considered that a man like Kellan, who commanded authority and respect from everyone else, was entirely under her influence that night, to the point of genuine affection.

It was undeniably intoxicating… The kiss they shared in the elevator in the underground garage was born of mutual attraction.

Mr.

Lloyd, youre overthinking this.

Whats the big deal? Everyone has their quirks these days.

Allison snapped back to the moment, finding humor in the situation.

Was she being scrutinized through a lens in Kellans eyes? After all, she was no innocent girl incapable of accepting such truths.

So, she teased, Besides, I often find joy in tormenting others for amusement.

Watching people weep brings me delight too.

Really? Kellan suddenly advanced a step closer.

Towering over her, his presence loomed larger, intensifying the air of dominance.

Especially with his shirtless torso on display, from his chiseled abs to his striking V-line, he radiated an undeniable allure.

Allison contemplated how to justify her encroachment on his personal space and instinctively took a step back.

At that moment, her back hit the cold wall, and her fingers reached for the knife discreetly hidden on her body.

Are you planning to silence me? she asked, bewildered by Kellans demeanor.

He seemed dangerously enigmatic as he cornered her, his expression inscrutable.

Just moments ago, everything had seemed fine, so why was there now talk of silencing someone? If Kellan truly intended to act, Allison was determined not to be an easy target.

In a matter of seconds, she resolved to say something, but before she could, Kellans lips parted ever so slightly, and his warm breath brushed against her ear, sending a shiver down her spine.

If you enjoy it, I wouldnt mind being tormented by you.

The space between them was alarmingly small.

So close that Allison could see Kellans long, curled eyelashes and his intense, unfathomable gaze.

Allison pulled her hand back, her eyes locked on his.

Although it was an inappropriate moment, she couldnt shake the feeling that Kellans words carried a weight that felt more like a vow than a mere discussion of kinks.

Their closeness thickened the air with tension, making it nearly palpable.

Her hands, as if drawn by an invisible force, found themselves gripping his solid waist, feeling the heat radiating beneath her fingertips.

Kellans broad shoulders and narrow back were adorned with scars, each mark telling a story that only added to his rugged, masculine allure.

Allison looked up and asked, What do you want? The intensity of their proximity and the thickening ambiguity wrapped around them like a heavy fog, charged with unspoken possibilities.

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