Lost Dog (Markiplier SMUT)
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'Sure enough, on time, he came walking down the pathways towards her. Her stomach tightened , he was so handsome. It warmed Amelia's heart to see the smile that evolved across his lips as he saw Chica, calling out her name which caused the dog to start practically leaping with joy, tail wagging ridiculously fast and not one paw staying on the ground for more than two seconds.'
First she stole his dog, then his heart.
When Amelia moves to LA, she finds a lost dog yet this dog pulls her into a chain of rather fortunate events...
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