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.

start the morning

the

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 the

with care for her. He had just woken up but couldn't resist the urge to indulge in

down her body

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

in his teasing and

rulers were so enthralled by beauty that they neglected their

the day he was in a relationship with Candice, he was consumed by thoughts of her day and night, always longing to see her, be

a reality. There was

her outfit

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

and greeted, "Michaela, Tristan,

over. "Candice, come and

she walked over