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.

morning

"Leo" thrilled him even more, deepening his sense of their growing closeness. In the past, he had only dreamed of

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

emotions greedy, desperate, and filled with care for her. He had just woken up but couldn't resist the urge to indulge in her again. He yearned

down her body

sensations. Her eyes closed, and she clutched the covers as she

body. He was unyielding in his

rulers were so

consumed by thoughts of her day and night, always longing to see her, be with her, and make love with

yearning, his dream had finally become a reality. There was no holding him

changed into her outfit before exiting her room

of the flowers and

and greeted, "Michaela, Tristan, good

her over. "Candice, come and

a bright smile, she walked