Strings  of love

Strings of love

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After having her heart broken by the boy she'd been in love with her whole life, Bianca Darnell decides to cage her heart, instead fate has other plans in store for her simple life. After meeting a tall, sexy mysterious Max Pietro, Bianca finds herself having to make a life-changing decision "Bianca", the way Max greeted, it was as if he hadn't seen her for a while. Before he knew it Bianca had turned and smiled gracefully. Max gaze at her, she was wearing a simple ivory-white dress with matching colored doll shoes, a plain white watch on her left wrist. Her hair neatly tied with a golden band and round her neck a golden faded pendant. Her sjoulder-length shown lustrously but she left it down and unadowned. Max waiting to feel angry and awaken his monster at the snub, couldn't because dressed in a simple way as she was, Bianca was a true picture of innocent but divine beauty
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