The Name of the Game
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Contenido adultoConcluida lun, feb 19, 20184h 47m
"It's not easy living a double life!"
"Dude, you're not Hannah Montana."
Frank had always figured that it was pretty cliche that he was an Italian resident of New Jersey. He also figured it was cliche to be those things on top of being a member of the Left Hand Men, AKA one of the most dangerous mafias in the country.
Gerard is an all-business type of person, which isn't necessarily a bad thing. Well, as long as no one finds out that his "business affairs" all have to do with being a key member of the Quiet, or the craziest mob in the northeastern region of the United States.
It's hard to live such a dangerous life, and when two members of rival groups fall in love, the things that happen to them and those around them are inevitable.
Disclaimers:
-This is a somewhat slow-moving story.
-There is some violent/graphic content. I have the mature setting activated because of this.
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