The Badgirl - EN

The Badgirl - EN

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Her name is Lexi Daniëls. Her dad is a mafia-boss and her mom was a champion in kickboxing. Lexis herself does kickboxing too. Lexi doesn't have friends. The reason behind that is that she thinks they're a waste of time. She as a dog and that's enough for her. Lexi is quite a well known person in the 'mafia world'. A lot of people look up for her and her family. Because Lexi is well know in that world she uses an alias at her new school, so no one will recognizes her. But what if she gets the attention from the people she didn't want to know anything off? And what if those people find her 'secret' out? And love? Nah, Lexi doesn't do that type of stuff. You'll read it all in The Badgirl (: __________ Contains foul language! Contains writing mistakes! Let's keep it fun out here and don't copy anything (:
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