Spying In Love
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Ultima pubblicazione mar, set 26, 2017
Going undercover is never safe,im a leader of a spy/ assassination agency but its for girls only! I have trusted my closest driends with the honor of working for me. The problem is they all have gone missing from they're recent missions. I was wondering what happened until i got captured.....
Do you wanna know what happens next? Then reas this mysterious and hard core love story. There's action,danger, so many details that will send your imagination on an addiction to it.
WARNING
. Violent and inappropriate language
. Sexual content
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