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.

the more she struggled, the harder he pressed against her. He pinned her wrists above her head with

and bit her lips and tongue until

and

terrifying when he got angry, even when

lips were swollen and aching. She was held so tightly that she could barely breathe. Cold sweat broke out

that tears streamed down her face. Her body trembled as she sobbed, and she couldn't

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

that moment, she was still trembling with fear. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website

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

it made his heart ache. Candice was crying, but her hands were still pinned above her head. As she took deep, labored breaths, her tense and sorrowful

choked out, "You... Let

her wrists. His gaze was dark and intense, making it