Drug Boulevard Murder Avenue (New chapters Weekly) - follow my Journey

Drug Boulevard Murder Avenue (New chapters Weekly) - follow my Journey

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Fiction
Romance
Lamont Built an Empire in a Day living on the corners of drug boulevard and Murder Avenue no one is safe But what happens when his title is being threatened and taken away ..... Will his past come back to hunt him Or just take over
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