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.

clutched her chest, trying

Elio making a

would be willing to

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

this, it would be a betrayal to Josie. She couldn't secretly like Josie's man because it was not the

Elio was

loved Mervyn, she should

she felt lonely and wanted to

Elio mustered the courage to ask, "Candice, do you

turned on her side, facing him with her

was still on the

was very intimidating. Despite

how wrong it

the man she had secretly loved

went weak, her heart was following

fence. Should she do it

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

was just this once or just because he purely wanted to

him the

Elio hesitated no longer.