The Velvet Rope
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MatureOngoing1h 38m
Last published Thu, Dec 14, 2017
Prologue
In life you are promised two things. To live and to die, nothing more, nothing less. No one ever gives you the instructions on how to handle to what's in between.
When people are acquainted, there are two things for certain. One, they have a past. Two, they have a future.
In my life, there is only one thing that trumps it all.
The one thing that matters.
When I cross that velvet rope, I am King Wolfe.
I. Am. King.
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