The Wrong Woman

"Miss, we're here," the driver softly called out after stopping the car.

Candice snapped out of her reverie. She quickly wiped away her tears and took out cash to pay.

"Thank you," she said before getting out.

As the door closed, the cab slowly drove away.

Candice looked up at the brightly lit villa in front of her. She sighed heavily before walking dejectedly toward it.

Just as she approached the large iron gate, a figure suddenly rushed up from behind her. She was shocked when her arm was grabbed. Before she could react, she was yanked to the side of the wall. Candice screamed in shock. Before she could comprehend what was happening, someone kissed her. At that moment, she was dumbfounded. She stared wide-eyed in terror at the face so close to hers. Through the blurry vision, she saw Elio. Finally regaining her senses, she began to struggle.

more she struggled, the harder he pressed against her. He pinned

lips and tongue until they hurt,

and his kiss was

had never imagined that Elio could be so terrifying when he got angry, even when he kissed. She began to panic because she felt like he was going

was held so tightly that she could barely breathe. Cold sweat broke out on her back, making her

face.

Elio tasted the salty tears that he slowly regained his senses. He released her lips and lowered his head to rest against her trembling forehead. Breathing heavily, he closed his eyes and

slowly cried out in pain. At that moment, she was still trembling with fear.

through the trees, casting dappled shadows on Elio's figure. His shadow enveloped

the faint light, he could see Candice's terrified and tear-streaked face. Her lips were swollen from his kiss. She looked so fragile and pitiful that it made his heart ache. Candice was crying, but her

choked out, "You... Let me go... Or else... I'll call

was dark and intense, making it hard to