The Wrong Woman

Chapter 903

Elio approached Candice, his expression growing somber and his eyes losing their usual spark. With a hint of displeasure, he said softly, "Don't be afraid of me, Candice." Candice nodded in response, then hesitated and shook her head.

Elio sighed. "I know I can be stern at work, but that's only toward my subordinates."

"But I'm also your subordinate," Candice replied cautiously.

Elio let out a laugh of exasperation and hung his head in resignation.

Worried she had misspoken, Candice quickly clarified, "It's not that I'm afraid of you. I just need a little time to get used to this."

After all, his demeanor was notably different. He was typically harsh with others yet unexpectedly gentle with her, which unsettled her. Elio checked his watch and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Candice shook her head. "Not really."

He hoped to gauge Candice's feelings and better

Candice was confused.

and trapped her against it. He held her wrists and leaned in to meet

breath hastening as

presence, she felt an unseen force bearing down on her, almost stealing her breath away. His subtle

was intense and mesmerizing as it lingered on her lips. His Adam's apple bobbed noticeably as he spoke in a low, husky

warning, Elio leaned in and pressed his lips against hers. A shy, involuntarily whimper escaped her as she leaned back against the

lingering tenderness. With fervor, he delved into her mouth, their lips and tongues dancing in a wild tango of desire. His kiss went deep. Gradually, his body pressed against hers, pinning her soft

like before, Candice surrendered without resistance. Yet, confusion

supposed to be taking her to lunch? But here they were, locked in

followed was beyond her expectations. Their kiss

away, Elio's hands boldly delved under her clothes, exploring

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