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Texting With The Don
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Complete, First published Jan 28, 2018
Mature
We was just a few girl's who thought it would be amazing to spend several month's in Italy after college graduation. One last major bash before reality set in and we headed out into the world to make our mark. However my reality was very different from my friend's. Not long into our trip I started receiving these strange texts from a unknown person. Sometimes they would be funny, flirty then other time's they could be right scary. Had I'd known then what I know now I would have never boarded that plane. 

A fun, flirty tale with some chills and thrills! Oh and did I mention love??? ???

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