Elites✔️
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ɬhey were violently in love with her, but she was oblivious True friends were hard to obtain in the world of the rich and powerful so the elites stay in small groups. Inseparable since birth, 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐕𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐥 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐓𝐲𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐥 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐨𝐫 always does everything together. The boys also came from very wealthy families just waiting for the moment to take over their fathers' businesses. As transitioning into their so call roles hit them, these innocent feelings of fondness of each other evolves as well. [#1 in Elites] [#2 in TeenFiction] [#1 in Italian] [#4 in Love]
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