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.

let's not start the morning like this," she

In the past, he had only dreamed of

always felt like it wasn't enough. The time spent with her was never enough,

mirrored his 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 to witness her losing control beneath him, to hear her shy moans, and to elevate her to the pinnacle of

her

her lip, struggling to suppress the overwhelming sensations. Her eyes closed, and she

He was unyielding in his teasing and kissing, employing every

now see why ancient rulers were

her day and night, always longing to see her, be with her, and

a reality. There was no holding him back now. His love for

her outfit before exiting her room

of the flowers and their

quietly and

her over. "Candice, come and have a

walked