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Lorenzo

As I rolled down the window, the woman's eyes widened in recognition. She whispered my name, "Alpha Lorenzo," and bowed her head in respect. My eyes turned away and locked onto Eva's shocked gaze. I beckoned her to come closer.

She approached the car, a shiver running down her spine, and I could sense her nervousness. I opened the door from the inside, and she slid into the passenger seat. The woman who had been helping her bowed her head again, and I nodded in acknowledgment.

With a swift motion, I closed the door and started the engine. We glided away from the curb, leaving the bustling streets behind.

"What are you doing here?" I asked in a low, husky voice, my eyes fixed on hers.

Eva swallowed hard, her eyes darting around before focusing on me again. "I came to see you," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

I raised an eyebrow, my expression unyielding. "See me? We don't have anything to discuss, do we?" I asked gruffly, my tone firm but controlled.

"We do," she