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."

lounge. He hoped to gauge

Candice was confused.

guided her inside. After closing the door, he stepped close and

pounding and her breath

an unseen force bearing down on her, almost stealing her breath away. His subtle scent mingled with every breath she

as he spoke in a low, husky voice, "Candice, should interpret your silence as you having feelings for

and pressed his lips against hers. A shy, involuntarily whimper escaped her as she leaned

a whirlwind of passion mixed with a 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,

like before, Candice surrendered without

her to lunch? But here they were, locked

kiss deepened, and things

boldly delved under her clothes, exploring without restraint. Her legs grew weak, and she found support against his

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