The Perfect Target [Cosa Nostra Series |]

The Perfect Target [Cosa Nostra Series |]

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Última publicación vie, abr 10, 2020

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Once in a life, You can Encounter different kinds of good people. Kind, Loyal, Soft-hearted, Joyful, Generous or even a big dreamer. But it's also possible to encounter people that would scare you until death. Rude, mean, Cruel, cold-hearted, serious, or even a scary man that can kill you in an instant. How could you encounter such different Humans? This is still the world. Where everything is different. A World that is cruel and scary. - She is Pretty, Generous, has a soft heart, a Big dreamer and even a Loyal friend. But even one she doesn't have. A lonely girl who only wants Justice for her parents. A girl who just wants to make her parent's and her dreams come true. A girl that's hard working but still kind to others. He is Mean, Cruel, One of his hobby is to kill people and hear screams that is just music to his ears. Loyal but only has one as a friend. Lonely because his sister is out of town. Dead parent's. A man that have nothing to do in life but to kill hundreds of men and women who would crept out his anger. What would you think If this two Cross their paths? A Whole different header in life would Cross their paths in a World with full of cruelty. Happenings will be explained in the story. -- "Please don't shot me with a gun! Please!" He held my chin and down to my neck choking me while i'm pleading for him to let go. "And why wouldn't I, Bambina?" He ask with a dark husky voice. While looking deep inside this eyes of mine. "I- I'll do e-e-everything you want m-me to do.." I tried to say while I'm almost out of breath with his hands still in my neck. choking the life out of me. "Be mine."

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