The Wrong Woman

"Elio, did you hear me?" Candice asked. She was a bit nervous as her breathing grew rapid.

Finally, Elio spoke. He murmured with a low voice, "Why did you agree to share a room with a man so easily? Aren't you worried I might have bad intentions?" Candice hadn't even considered the possibility.

After all, he had a fiancée, and their families were related.

"You wouldn't," Candice replied firmly as she wore a confident smile.

His voice grew even lower, "I would."

Candice's heart pounded as if it would leap out of her chest. She was extremely nervous.

They were both adults and were also sharing the same hotel room. It was the perfect setting for something to happen.

Although Candice had never had a boyfriend or any sexual experience, she was already 22. Also, she was surrounded by friends who had been in multiple relationships. They often talked about intimate conversations, including sex.

Many of her friends separated love from physical intimacy.

Candice had never preferred a one-night stand, but when it came to the man she had secretly loved for over a decade, she had no resistance or self-control.

The room was filled with an ambiguous tension.

They both remained silent for a long time.

her chest, trying to calm her racing

Elio making

single, she would be willing to try a

virginity was never a thing for her. For her, living

Josie. She couldn't secretly like Josie's man because

her prolonged silence, Elio was unsure of her

loved Mervyn, she should be

lonely and wanted to have

mustered the courage

on her side,

on

was very intimidating. Despite

how wrong it

the man she had secretly loved

body went weak, her heart was following

was still on the fence. Should

mistress because she didn't want to destroy Elio and Josie's

once or just because he purely wanted

had already given him

Elio hesitated no longer.