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.

was filled with

remained silent for a

her chest, trying to

Elio making a

single, she would be willing to

her. For her, living in the moment and following her

to Josie. She couldn't

her prolonged silence, Elio was unsure

should be angry and chase him

and

courage to ask, "Candice, do you want

her side, facing him

how wrong it was, she couldn't

body went weak, her heart was following

the fence. Should

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

just this once or just because he purely wanted to have sex, she