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.

trying to

making a

would be willing

all, virginity was never a thing for her. For her, living in the moment and following her

She couldn't secretly

prolonged silence, Elio was unsure of

she should be angry and chase him out instead of

felt lonely and wanted

the courage to ask, "Candice, do you

on her side, facing him with her

on the fence because

was very intimidating. Despite

wrong

the man she had secretly

went weak, her heart was following

fence. Should she do

to destroy Elio

it was just this once or just because he purely wanted

she had already given him the consent to have sex

Elio hesitated no longer.