Alpha Enzo's POV
A knock landed on my door, and it was Anthony, the man I asked to get me details about Olivia.
“Greetings, Alpha,” he greeted with a bow. I hummed, gesturing for him to come closer. “Did you get what I asked you to get for me?” I asked, my curiosity piqued. I really wanted to know everything about Olivia, the lady who has been driving me insane for the past few weeks.
“Yes, Alpha, here are all the details you need to know,” Anthony muttered, stretching out an envelope to me. I took the envelope and instantly opened it.
The first thing I saw was a family picture, in which Olivia appeared a bit younger.
“Her parents were killed on her fourteenth birthday,” Anthony announced, and my heart sank. I could imagine the amount of pain and torture she might have gone through at
