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.

filled with an ambiguous

both remained silent

her chest, trying

Elio making

Elio were single, she would be willing to

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

a betrayal to Josie. She

silence, Elio was unsure

loved Mervyn, she should be angry and chase him out instead of remaining

lonely and

his inner turmoil, Elio mustered the courage to ask, "Candice, do you want

side,

still on the fence because it was very intimidating. Despite knowing how wrong it was, she couldn't refuse the man she had secretly

went weak, her heart

the fence. Should she do it

mistress because she didn't want to destroy Elio

because he