The Wrong Woman

Chapter 956



The early morning sun filtered through the window, casting a gentle glow across the room as it peeked through the curtain gaps.

Candice lay curled up in Elio's arms, both sound asleep in the warmth of the bed, completely naked and entwined. She stirred slowly, blinking away the remnants of sleep as she woke.

Her movements roused Elio, who gazed fondly at her blushing face with contentment. He leaned in to kiss her forehead.

Candice smiled at him, closed her eyes, and whispered, "Good morning."

Unable to hold back, Elio affectionately nuzzled her cheek, his voice enticing and husky. "You're awake?"

Candice responded with a soft hum.

Elio rolled over gently, positioning himself above her, and buried his head in her neck, showering her with kisses and nuzzles.

Feeling ticklish, Candice squirmed and pushed against his strong chest with her hands.

the morning like this,"

deepening his sense of their growing closeness. In the past, he

that his dream had come true, he still found it difficult to articulate his overwhelming excitement and profound appreciation for her. It always felt like it wasn't enough. The time spent with her was never enough, nor was the time spent loving her, or even

urge to indulge in her again. He yearned to witness her losing

her

the overwhelming sensations. Her eyes closed, and she

could sense how deeply Elio adored her body. He was unyielding in his teasing and kissing, employing every method to make her

why ancient rulers were so enthralled by beauty

day he was in a relationship with Candice, he was consumed by thoughts of her day and

had finally become a reality. There was no holding him

her outfit before exiting her room at

enjoying the beauty of the flowers and their coffees in the garden

them quietly and greeted,

"Candice, come

she walked