Fated To Her Ruthless Alpha
Then, I retreat back to my office, as I work on signing legal matters, the door creaks open and my heart jumps in excitement when I see a frock of ginger hair peeking through the door.
“Irene?” I am already smiling, taping my pen against the papers. “You know you can always come in.” However, my smile falters and disappointment washes over me when I see Elva standing there, wearing a bright coloured sweater that makes me sigh.
“Hey.” I sound disappointed, where’s Irene? I want to ask her, but I don’t want to sound so desperate.
“Alpha Enrique.” She gives me a little smile, before sitting down. Unlike her sisters, Elva’s hair stops at the base of her neck, because Irene and Iris are identical
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