The Mobster's Treasure
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"Your name, Aurum, means oro, doesn't it? Or gold in English...In my opinion? You can't have a name like that and think you're worthless."
For some reason, this comment smoothed out some of the fatigue on her face and sparked a little light back into her eyes. And just like that, she started sipping her water.
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She was his gold treasure. The only light in his life.
He was her home. The only one to make her feel safe.
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[completed]
[cowritten by: @kaymani17]
[cover by: all_hail_the_supreme]
[mature for violence]
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