Deadly Woman
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Last published Tue, Feb 11, 2025
"Fuck a princess I'm a King"
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In The world of Mafia women are treated like object. To be used when needed. Within a Mafia there is always a leader which is a man giving them the right and the power to do as they please. The women were there breeding ground.
Angela an orphan being alone in the world caused her to make choices that she will never regret. She became the first ever women to run a mafia group not only that but she has built herself to be the most feared group of them all. She became the deadly women.
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