The Cherished Wife
Steven stood by the door, one hand on the light switch, the other hanging loosely by his side.
His relaxed gaze fell on the girl before him, his eyes reflecting a subtle movement.
The woman, clad in a sleek black outfit, exuded a striking presence. Her long black hair was tied back, revealing her finely sculpted face. This was Eloise Naylor—El, as Steven called her.
Eloise's eyes also settled on Steven. Noticing his unusually formal suit, she was slightly surprised.
It was no wonder his movements had seemed somewhat sluggish earlier; it must've been because of his attire.
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