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.

echoed at the door,

knocks, Sean entered the room, his presence breaking the tension

to her feet in a nervous flurry. Her cheeks glowed with embarrassment

stumble spoke

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

Elio let his eyes drift shut as he exhaled

then, Candice's voice pierced the silence. "You don't have to

least appropriate setting for such ambiguous interactions. It was meant for professional

after her, calling out urgently,

him, Candice replied, "I

his reluctance palpable as he watched her

realizing he had inadvertently interrupted what seemed to be a moment between Elio and Candice. The

office, Elio's demeanor hardened, and he directed a cold

the situation. "Mr.

as he returned to his desk. With a steady voice,

over a

irritation was palpable as he reviewed the papers Sean had

Elio's mind was preoccupied

time for romance felt like