Alpha Bianchi’s Sweet Ava
Opening it, I searched for an ID and found her driver’s license.
*Knock knock.*
I placed her bag on the side table and walked to the door. When I opened it, I saw Gabriel standing there, his expression serious. “What’s wrong?” he asked as I stepped aside to let him in.
“Who is she, Enzo?”
“Well, according to her driver’s license, her name is Ava Rossi,” I said, watching him sniff the air before his back stiffened.
“She is a rogue.”
“Yes,” I confirmed, feeling the weight of the situation settle heavily on my shoulders.
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