The Wrong Woman

Fearing Elio might misconstrue her words, Candice hastily explained, "Please, don't be angry. I didn't mean to criticize her, I just―"

Elio promptly intervened, "I'm not angry. I'm just curious. If you think she's being deceitful, why do you still treat her with such kindness and respect?"

"Her actions are her own. As long as I steer clear, she won't involve me. There's no reason for me to engage in conflict and create unnecessary tension," Candice explained calmly.

Elio couldn't resist tenderly stroking Candice's head, murmuring, "Your wisdom never fails to impress."

Candice smiled in acknowledgment.

As Elio's eyes remained fixated on her lips, his fingertips traced a delicate path against them, revealing a blend of desire and yearning in his gaze.

Feeling Elio's tender caress, Candice's heart raced with anticipation.

She had been looking forward to spending time with him.

But whenever they found themselves alone, Elio grappled with the urge to kiss her, their moments together consumed by physical intimacy.

"Elio-" Candice's words were quickly silenced by Elio's passionate kiss, his hands tenderly embracing her face.

A soft moan escaped Candice's lips as she succumbed to the moment, her eyes closing in surrender.

Gradually, Elio's body pressed against hers, deepening the connection between them.

All of a sudden, a knock echoed at the door, interrupting the charged atmosphere.

After two more insistent knocks, Sean entered the room, his presence breaking the tension like a sudden gust of wind.

flurry. Her cheeks

abrupt movements from Candice's and Elio's stumble spoke

uncomfortable tension settle in the room. "I'm

let his eyes drift shut as he exhaled

silence. "You don't have

was meant for

after her, calling out urgently,

at him, Candice replied, "I need

resignation, his

Meanwhile, Sean found himself

inadvertently interrupted what seemed

and Candice. The fear

met

repercussions weighed heavily

the office, Elio's demeanor hardened, and he

swallowed nervously, sensing the delicate nature of the situation. "Mr. Hoffis,

to his desk. With

cautiously, Sean handed over a stack

was palpable as he reviewed the

Elio's mind was

carving out time for romance felt like

How

close? How