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Крёстный(ЯОЙ)
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  • Time 25m
Ongoing, First published Jul 21, 2019
Натан несчастен. Он никогда не видел любви и заботы. Все это меняется в тот миг, когда в его жизни появляется крёстный. Этот мужчина меняет жизнь своего юного подопечного, а тот не может удержаться и не влюбиться. Только вот... Оказывается, крёстный скрывает слишком многое.
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