Arabella
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Última publicación vie, oct 15, 2021
"naiba de idioti" she muttered under her breath.
"What does that mean Bella?" he said glaring at her while she slowly traces her pencil across the page.
"Your pretty" she slowly said
"Mhm, does it"
She nods slowly, his eyes growing darker.
"naiba de idioti" he said backing leaving her with that famous smirk of his.
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