"It's my pleasure, Naomi. Your hospitality means a lot to me," Stephan replied, his voice filled with warmth.
Naomi smiled, her eyes crinkling at the corners. "You're always welcome here, Stephan. We appreciate your company more than you know."
Naomi left the kitchen while Stephan continued to tidy up. He was singing softly to himself as he cleared the counters. When he finished washing the dishes, his eyes caught a strange silhouette outside the kitchen window.
Curiosity proving stronger than reason, he went over there to take a closer look. At the backyard fence, he saw a person standing in all black, wearing a face mask to hide his identity and a camera in his hands. Stephan's pulse skipped a beat as he attempted to understand what was happening. Was it the paparazzi trying t
