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.

chest, trying to

making

be willing

her, living in the moment

Josie. She couldn't secretly like Josie's man because it was not the

silence, Elio was

valued their virginity. Since she loved Mervyn, she should be angry and chase him out instead of remaining

and wanted

his inner turmoil, Elio mustered the courage to ask, "Candice, do you

turned on her side, facing

still on the fence because

was very intimidating. Despite

wrong it

refuse the man she had secretly loved

weak, her heart was following

fence. Should she

she wouldn't become the mistress because she didn't want to destroy Elio and Josie's relationship, but the temptation of

just this once or just because he purely wanted to

him the consent to have

Elio hesitated no longer.