Mafia Resentment

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rd a million times. That cracks me up. I had just left another club. I appeared to be a squander. My skirt wa

at the sky's blackness The surrounds' raven hue and the sound of the night. If I was not mistaken, I was far from home and, i

images of my bickering pa

nd the door was a little jarred, so I could hear and see what they were fighting for. It's something I've known since I

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y father's decision was final, and there was nothing I could do but obey him or face the consequences. Yes, my

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ince I was a youngster, but Dad despised me since, unlike Cherry, I was the decent one. Maybe because they looked alike, however I have no idea where I got my skin color and huge blue hue eyes from because my parents were both

ast day as a single person. I hadn't even seen the man I was going to marry, and I had no desire to learn more about him. Per

lace in order to achieve his goal? What if I try to flee? What would I do with the rest of my life? I'm sure I do have some cold cash in my wallet, yet the question is. How far do I want to risk for this wedding not to happen? I let

y automobile seemed to zigzag. I reached for the steering wheel, but the impact was powerful, and my automobile wooshed. I close my eyes and hope that if God should come to ge

verge of passing out! But I was more concerned with the sport black Montero that my father had given me as a wedding present a few days before. Th

r, and now a drop of rain was gently trickling down from the black sky. The sound of insects is no longer audible. I can now hear a frog from a long distance. I am still far away from our

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dead and there was a car roaring not far away, and I heard the engine running slowly, perhaps the driver spotted my ca

However, this is not the time to complement a car. It is the driver who is important. If the driver was gorge

ible thoughts. I'd seen a lot of awful things in my life. My father, on the other hand

hrough the halo of the light of the car since his long sleeve was plain white. And I imagine all the way down to his virtually imperceptible line my brain snap. his red lips were threatening. A stranger with no name. This is the one I'm looking for. With this one, I was able to break free from my father's rules. In the dim light, his gray eyes twinkled. This man was just st

A mixture of humiliation and anticipation. He raises my body tem

Just looking at him made my mind

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