EvaAs I sat beside Lorenzo in the car, my gaze drifted out the window, lost in thought. The events of the evening swirled in my mind like a vortex, leaving me reeling.Lorenzo's hands moved deftly over the steering wheel, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. I knew he was trying to give me space, to let me process everything that had happened.Meanwhile, Lorenzo's mother had departed in her own vehicle, her driver waiting discreetly outside to whisk her away to the pack house.I also wondered if this woman was preoccupied with the Erica confrontation, as I couldn't shake off the shocking 180-degree transformation in her character. Her loud outburst had caught me completely off guard. I never knew she had such a hidden character.As the car cruised along, Toby's intense gaze lingered in my mind. The way he leaned in, his eyes locked on mine, unsettled me. Was he genuinely interested in me? The possibility sent a shiver down my spine.Just then, Lorenzo's voice sounded from behind, joltin
EvaI struggled to pull Erica out of the bar, trying to get her outside into the fresh air. She was dead drunk, stumbling and giggling uncontrollably."Erica, come on! Let's get you home," I said, trying to keep her upright.When we finally made it outside, I realized that there was no driver waiting for us. "Erica, I thought you said you had a driver?" I asked, confused.Erica burst out laughing, her words slurring together. "I lied! Haha, I lied! No driver, no car...I'm so silly!""Why would you lie about that?" I sighed, frustrated. "And now you can't drive because you're drunk. We can't risk getting pulled over for a DUI."I thought about getting a cab, but then I remembered my brother Toby. I could call him for a ride instead.Pulling out my phone, I dialed Toby's number, hoping he'd answer. To my surprise, he picked up immediately."Hello Toby?" I said quickly."Eva??" Toby said, his voice laced with amusement."Yes, obviously," I chuckled nervously."Hmm, you never call me," he
LorenzoI watched as Eva shook off Toby's arm, and then she turned to me and also snapped her arm off my grasp.This caused a change in my facial expression because I thought she was going to accept me."I'm fine, I can go home alone," she said, her voice firm. "I don't need a guide. I'm a strong, capable woman who can take care of herself."I felt a pang of guilt and nervousness as she turned to me, her gaze piercing. "I wonder why you're even back," she whispered. "I thought you said I should leave your car."I opened my mouth to respond, but she cut me off. "Anyway, you guys should leave now. I'll go... I'll go first."She turned and walked away, leaving me feeling frustrated, concerned, and embarrassed. I took a step forward, intending to run after her and insist she get into my car, but Toby's voice stopped me."Why bother, Lorenzo? Let her be. She said she wants to be alone, and I'm sure she'll be fine."I turned to him, my anger boiling over. I grabbed his shirt, my fists clenc
Lorenzo I devoured Eva's lips, our bodies pressed together beside the door. Her arms wrapped around my broad shoulders, her fingers trailing around my skin as I deepened the kiss. My arms encircled her waist, pulling her closer. Just as we were lost in the moment, my phone rang, shrill and insistent. I groaned, reluctantly breaking away from Eva's lips. I glanced at the screen, my eyes narrowing at the unknown number. The caller wasn't a saved contact, so I rejected the call, my thumb swiping across the screen with a swift motion. I turned to Eva and noticed that her lips were swollen from our kiss. My gaze locked onto hers, my eyes burning with desire. I lifted her off the ground, my arms cradling her body as I carried her to the bedroom. The soft glow of the bedside lamp cast a warm light on Eva's face as I laid her down on the bed. I hovered above her, my lips claiming hers once more. The world around us melted away, leaving only the sensation of our bodies entwined. But the pe
EvaI woke up to find Lorenzo thrashing beside me, his body rigid and drenched in sweat. His whispers pierced the darkness, "No, no, no," each word laced with desperation.My heart racing, I sat up and wrapped my arms around him, pulling him close. His skin was slick with sweat, and his muscles trembled beneath my touch."Lorenzo, are you alright?" I whispered, my voice soft and soothing. I stroked his hair, trying to calm his racing heart.His eyes snapped open, and I gasped at the tears streaming down his face. His breath came in ragged gasps, and his body shuddered beneath my touch. Was he crying? I couldn't believe it, but that was actually the least of my worries.I simply held him tighter, my fingers tracing gentle patterns on his back. "Hey, it's okay. You're safe," I whispered, my voice a gentle breeze on a summer day.As I spoke, Lorenzo's trembling subsided, replaced by deep, shuddering breaths. His eyes locked onto mine, filled with a haunted expression."What happened?" I
LorenzoI sat up in bed, my eyes scanning the empty room immediately after Eva crept out, thinking that I was asleep. I hadn't slept; my insomnia was a constant companion. But it wasn't just the lack of sleep that troubled me – it was Eva's confession.Letting out a deep sigh, I tried to rationalize my emotions. Our contract was ending in three to four months, and our nurse-patient relationship would conclude in a year. Feelings were out of the picture.My phone buzzed, breaking the silence and my deep thoughts. I answered, my voice firm. "Yes?""Good morning, Mr. Monroe," Miss Evelyn, my secretary, chimed in."Good morning," I replied, my tone neutral."What's the reason for the call, Miss Evelyn? It's quite early." I glanced at the clock – 4:30 AM."I apologize for the early hour, sir. You have a meeting with the Smithson Group at 10 AM today. I wanted to confirm your attendance and brief you on the agenda."I rubbed my temples, trying to shake off thoughts of Eva. "Go ahead."Miss
EvaI stood before him, my voice trembling like a leaf in an autumn gust as I spoke. "The article about Alpha Lorenzo, our upcoming marriage... Did you see it?""I saw it," he replied, his tone as neutral as a winter sky, giving away nothing.I felt a surge of frustration, my hands clenched into fists so tight my nails dug into my palms. "What are we going to do about that?" I demanded, trying to keep my voice from rising like a stormy tide. "I thought we weren't supposed to make it public… yet."He shrugged, his shoulders barely moving, as if the weight of the situation was a feather on his broad shoulders. "It has happened and well, we don't need to do anything about it. We'll just let it flow," he said, his words dripping with nonchalance.I laughed, a bitter sound that tasted like ash in my mouth, and shook my head so hard my hair whipped around my face. "Let it flow? You mean let the lies flow? We're not even getting married, Lorenzo! We're just pretending to be engaged for four
LorenzoI bit my bottom lip, trying to contain my frustration. How could Rita post that article without my permission? I thought we had an understanding.As I arrived at the packhouse, I nodded curtly at the pack members who greeted me, my mind still reeling from the news. Then, I barged into my mother's chambers, where she was receiving a massage from the servants. They bowed down and quickly left, sensing my tension.Eva followed closely behind me, her presence quiet and unassuming."Ah, the new lovers in town!" My mother looked up, a warm smile on her face. "It's so lovely to see you both."I didn't return her smile. "Mom, what did you tell Rita?" I asked, my voice low and even.My mother's smile faltered, and she sat up, her eyes locked on mine. "What are you talking about, dear?"I clenched my jaw. "Don't play dumb, Mom. I know that you saw Rita's post. What did you tell her?""I didn't tell her anything bad, Lorenzo," my mother shook her head. "Well, Rita called me last night an