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The girl who was never loved

The girl who was never loved

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#she is an orphan # she lives in a grange # she never kissed a boy # she can't wait to be 17. Adriana Kingston that's her name . She couldn't wait to be 17 because thats when her aunt will fetch her. Atleast that's what her aunt wrote her on the letter. She can't wait to live the life she always dreamed about. The life that she saw on the magazines . will she ever cope with the life she always wanted?
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Dove Quinn is a orphan sweet innocent girl who was everything they weren't. A porcelain doll with blue eyes and a heart too pure for the world she was about to be dragged into, she still believed in love stories, unaware that hers had already been written in blood and obsession. They'd been watching her for a year. Three shadows lurking in the silence. The Santoro triplets- Blaze, Cain and Silas. A Mafia royalty. Billionaire tyrants who ruled the underworld with cold hands and colder hearts. No one crossed them. No one questioned them. And no one, ever, touched what belonged to them. And Dove? She was theirs. Always had been. She just didn't know it yet. For a year, they watched her innocence bloom, tracked her every dimpled smile, every routine, every friend she barely had. They stalked, waited, and were obsessed and waited till she turned eighteen then they took her.... In their world, love came in chains and kisses tasted like control. They didn't want her fear, they wanted her surrender. Slowly. Completely. And they would have it. Because Dove was the only soft thing they'd ever touch without breaking. But that didn't mean they wouldn't bend her. Over and over again. Until her innocence wore their names.

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