The Wrong Woman

Fearing Elio might misconstrue her words, Candice hastily explained, "Please, don't be angry. I didn't mean to criticize her, I just"

Elio promptly intervened, "I'm not angry. I'm just curious. If you think she's being deceitful, why do you still treat her with such kindness and respect?"

"Her actions are her own. As long as I steer clear, she won't involve me. There's no reason for me to engage in conflict and create unnecessary tension," Candice explained calmly.

Elio couldn't resist tenderly stroking Candice's head, murmuring, "Your wisdom never fails to impress."

Candice smiled in acknowledgment.

As Elio's eyes remained fixated on her lips, his fingertips traced a delicate path against them, revealing a blend of desire and yearning in his gaze.

Feeling Elio's tender caress, Candice's heart raced with anticipation.

She had been looking forward to spending time with him.

But whenever they found themselves alone, Elio grappled with the urge to kiss her, their moments together consumed by physical intimacy.

"Elio-" Candice's words were quickly silenced by Elio's passionate kiss, his hands tenderly embracing her face.

A soft moan escaped Candice's lips as she succumbed to the moment, her eyes closing in surrender.

Gradually, Elio's body pressed against hers, deepening the connection between them.

sudden, a knock echoed at the door, interrupting the charged

insistent knocks, Sean entered the room, his presence

a nervous flurry. Her cheeks glowed with embarrassment as

Candice's and Elio's stumble spoke volumes. From their breathless state and

tension settle in the room. "I'm sorry, Mr. Hoffis,

Elio let his eyes

silence. "You don't

the least appropriate setting for such ambiguous interactions. It was meant for professional endeavors, not romantic entanglements between couples. Without another word, Candice swiftly exited

her, calling out

Candice replied, "I need to head back

touch of resignation, his reluctance palpable as

drenched in sweat, realizing he had inadvertently interrupted what seemed to be a moment between Elio and

left the office, Elio's demeanor hardened, and he

the delicate nature of the situation. "Mr. Hoffis, I-I need to discuss

to his desk. With a steady

Sean handed over a stack of documents to

he reviewed the papers Sean had presented him

to Sean, Elio's mind was preoccupied with thoughts of

hectic schedule, carving out time for romance felt