The Alliance || ✎

The Alliance || ✎

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Luciano De Luca and Beatrix Creed want the same thing. What is that you ask? Power. They both want to be remembered for their greatness, but you can't have it your way all the time, right? When the two meet for the first time, it was simply supposed to be meaningless and no strings attached. That was until a quick exchange of "phone numbers"and a call was made; the game of enemies with benefits came to be. Now, that they are working under a secretly formed alliance, will everything be okay? Or will it be a case of only single match can strike such a fire: One wrong doing and every thing, and everyone, ends up in flames. β˜† ➡ All warnings are included in the book. ➡ Duel POV *slow updates atm but still writing*
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