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Karma
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Complete, First published Oct 06, 2020
Warning!!! Contains mature content
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Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.

Karma is a bitch and Katerina was a bitch, she never forgot the address to deliver her fury.

At eighteen she was married, at twenty one she was divorced. She loved and she was rejected. She swore to do just, she would punish those that took love for granted, she would make those men pay. She would be the executioner of justice to women. She hated men. She developed an secret identity on the dark web known as Karma, where women with vendetta with men could use her services for payback, until one day a woman approached her, aware of her secret dark web identity, and asked her to punish her husband. She had no idea what she had gotten herself into until she was left wondering was this her Karma?
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