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 like this,"

growing closeness. In the past, he had only dreamed of holding her close as they slept and indulging

and profound appreciation for her. It always felt like it wasn't enough. The time spent with her was never enough, nor

in her again. He yearned to witness her losing control beneath him, to hear her shy moans, and to

way down her body and disappeared under

Her eyes

deeply Elio adored her body. He was unyielding in his teasing

often joke, "I now see why ancient rulers were so enthralled by beauty that they neglected their

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

secret yearning, his dream had finally become a reality. There was no holding him back now. His love for

her outfit before exiting

Tristan were enjoying the beauty of the flowers

and greeted,

"Candice, come and have

bright smile, she walked over and