Ghetto & Accomplished
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MatureOngoing8m
Last published Fri, Mar 31, 2017
Take a walk through my life as a escort and a boss. Sometimes you do what you have to do to get to the top. Sometimes as a woman , you're expected to have heart breaks. But what if you're the heartbreaker. Will someone come along and change you ?
Find Out . . .
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