The Wrong Woman

"Elio, did you hear me?" Candice asked. She was a bit nervous as her breathing grew rapid.

Finally, Elio spoke. He murmured with a low voice, "Why did you agree to share a room with a man so easily? Aren't you worried I might have bad intentions?" Candice hadn't even considered the possibility.

After all, he had a fiancée, and their families were related.

"You wouldn't," Candice replied firmly as she wore a confident smile.

His voice grew even lower, "I would."

Candice's heart pounded as if it would leap out of her chest. She was extremely nervous.

They were both adults and were also sharing the same hotel room. It was the perfect setting for something to happen.

Although Candice had never had a boyfriend or any sexual experience, she was already 22. Also, she was surrounded by friends who had been in multiple relationships. They often talked about intimate conversations, including sex.

Many of her friends separated love from physical intimacy.

Candice had never preferred a one-night stand, but when it came to the man she had secretly loved for over a decade, she had no resistance or self-control.

room was filled with

remained silent for a long

her chest, trying

Elio making

were single, she would be

was never a thing for her. For her, living in the moment

She couldn't secretly like Josie's man because

her prolonged silence, Elio was

valued their virginity. Since she loved Mervyn, she should

lonely and

mustered the courage to ask,

on her side, facing him with

knowing how wrong it was,

her body went weak, her heart was

still on the fence. Should she

she wouldn't become the mistress because she didn't want to destroy Elio and Josie's relationship, but

because he purely wanted to have sex, she was