Punishing Love

Punishing Love

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Frank Castle has been sinking into a deep hole of his endless rage from all of his suffering from every loss, an non-stop of lies, and Billy Russo; his old friend who trusted; ruined his life. The only that keeps him moving is the longing of the war that stays with him. Well till he meets back with Matt Murdock the Daredevil. He was the most annoying-est person he ever met that in the end made him the most close to becoming human. They both have different ways of handling criminals that make them despise each other for. But even so they hate each other they can't stop the feeling of their hearts beating for the lust for each other.
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