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*Vincenzo* I observed with a frown as Max approached me. "There you are!" he exclaimed, devoid of emotion. "Max, what are you doing here?" I questioned, casting a skeptical glance at my elder brother. "I'm here to take you home," he replied nonchalantly. "No, I won't go home," I refused firmly, then turned my gaze back to Bella's window. Max sighed and followed my gaze upward. He smiled and waved casually at Bella, who reciprocated before closing the window. f**k! "I think now you can come home with me," Max said, shifting his gaze at me as he tucked his hands in his pockets. "Go home, Max,” I scowled. “By the way, how did you even know I was here?" I asked, scrutinizing him. "Uncle Matteo called Dad, complaining that you fought with his guards, broke into his house, and tried to