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

both remained silent

trying

Elio making

Elio were single, she would be willing to try

for her. For her, living in the moment and

a betrayal to Josie. She couldn't secretly like Josie's man because

silence, Elio was

she should be angry and chase him out instead of

and wanted

his inner turmoil, Elio mustered the courage to

side, facing him

fence because it was very intimidating. Despite knowing how wrong it was, she couldn't

her body went weak, her heart

fence. Should she do it or

to convince herself that she wouldn't become the mistress because she didn't want to destroy Elio and Josie's

just because he purely wanted to have