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The Mafia Queen's Little Prince
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Complete, First published May 22, 2020
Mature
4:31 am, Wednesday

She chuckled as she watched me struggle to pull my shit together.

"you should have known better sweetie, from the moment our paths crossed, you knew...
I will be the cause of your down fall."

as she pointed her gun towards me, the last words I heard from her was..

"bye bye my little prince."
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