My enemy is a mafia boss (shet)
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"ano ba keifer?akala ko ba ayos na tayo?eh bakit inaaway mo parin si ash ha?Hindi ka naman inaano tapos bigla kang susugod?" inis na sabi ko.
Kumuyom naman ang kamao nito at biglang umigting ang panga
"fvck,d*mn lyra i-i'm...arrgh!Lyra i am fucking jealous and i am fucking inlove with you.I want to kill him because he hugs you and i want you to be mine.I dont care if you will hate me but i will promise that i will do my best to make you mine!" sabi nito na ikinatigil ko.
He wants to kill Ash?And he is inlove with me?My badboy enemy is inlove with me?
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