Adam
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Calm, rece şi misterios, tânărul Adam Anderson este precum o carte închisă. Nu are foarte mulţi prieteni dat fiind faptul că este o persoană închisă de fel şi tine foarte mult la principiile sale, dar cei care i-au rămas alături îi sunt loiali şi de nădejde. Trecutul i-a lăsat multe cicatrici şi şi-a înfipt adânc ghiarele în sufletul lui, transformându-l în bărbatul puternic de acum. Privirea rece şi pătrunzătoare îi îndepărtează pe neştiutori, dar pe Adam nu îl deranjează acest lucru. Nu crede în dragoste şi este ferm convins că nu o va face vreodată. Universul său se învârte doar în jurul micului imperiu construit de el şi nimic mai mult. Dar viaţa nu este întotdeauna cusută cu fir de argint aşa cum ne imaginăm cu toţii, astfel tânărul Adam va întâmpina obstacole noi care îi vor pune voinţa la încercare şi îi vor sfâşia sufletul. All rights reserved to me @IrinaGates 2018. Orice tentativa de plagiere a lucrarii, va atrage consecinte.
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