REMEMBER ME?
- LECTURAS 7
- Votos 1
- Partes 2
Im the most feared mafia don of Italy.every men ,women,even children fear me and I like that they fear me.for years all I knew was violence,blood,hate.
But then she entered my life.a beautiful rose in my battle field.she didn't fear me.she didn't want my money.she was the life in my dead heart.she loved me and cared for me.
But I,I killed her.
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