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

of their growing closeness. In the past, he had only dreamed of holding her close

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,

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

way down her body and disappeared

Her eyes closed,

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

often joke, "I now see why ancient rulers were

he was consumed by thoughts of her day and night, always longing to see her, be

dream had finally become a reality. There was no

into her outfit before exiting her room

of the flowers and their coffees

and

waved her over. "Candice, come and have a

she walked