The Elite's Wild Beauty
So, as always, when he needed my help, I rushed to protect him.
“Where did you go, wifey?”
I snapped out of my thoughts and realized that Vercel had already finished his business. The woman who had been with him was gone, and now he stood in front of me.
He was taller than me, standing at 186 cm. Looking up, his phoenix-shaped eyes met mine.
They were cold and indifferent, yet there was something in them I couldn’t understand. That unreadable emotion in his gaze—the one that had initially drawn me to him—still intrigued me.
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