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  • Reads 3,232
  • Votes 556
  • Parts 26
  • Time 2h 43m
Ongoing, First published Jul 18, 2018
A story of love, betrayal, deceit, commitment, jealousy and power. Read HELP and find out how the world revolve around these strangers.....please vote, comment and share...yea you can correct me also no one is above mistakes..... Thanks...much love💖.....


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