The Wrong Woman

"Miss, we're here," the driver softly called out after stopping the car.

Candice snapped out of her reverie. She quickly wiped away her tears and took out cash to pay.

"Thank you," she said before getting out.

As the door closed, the cab slowly drove away.

Candice looked up at the brightly lit villa in front of her. She sighed heavily before walking dejectedly toward it.

Just as she approached the large iron gate, a figure suddenly rushed up from behind her. She was shocked when her arm was grabbed. Before she could react, she was yanked to the side of the wall. Candice screamed in shock. Before she could comprehend what was happening, someone kissed her. At that moment, she was dumbfounded. She stared wide-eyed in terror at the face so close to hers. Through the blurry vision, she saw Elio. Finally regaining her senses, she began to struggle.

she struggled, the harder he pressed against her. He pinned her wrists above

was violent, aggressive, and wild. He sucked and bit her lips and tongue until

fury was palpable, and

had never imagined that Elio could be so terrifying when he got angry, even when he kissed. She began to panic because she felt like he was going to eat

so tightly that she could barely

him that tears streamed down her face. Her body

released her lips and lowered his head to rest against her trembling forehead. Breathing heavily, he closed his

in pain. At that moment, she was

the trees, casting dappled shadows on Elio's figure. His shadow enveloped

face. Her lips were swollen from his kiss. She looked so fragile and pitiful that it made his heart ache. Candice was

"You... Let me go... Or