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.

her. He pinned her wrists

lips and

was palpable, and his kiss

even when he kissed.

for breath, she could feel her lips were swollen and aching. She was held so

afraid of him that tears streamed down her face. Her

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

lips, Candice slowly cried out in pain. At that moment, she was

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

faint light, he could see Candice's terrified and tear-streaked face. Her lips were swollen from his kiss. She looked so fragile and pitiful that it made his heart ache. Candice was

Let me go...