long past dawn
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Last published Sun, Jan 30, 2022
' ' I hate you Atlas. ' ' Gia spat, trying to pull her arm back. ' ' I know you dont. Which is why I let you say it. ' '
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Atlas Simpson is horrifying to mankind, but beautiful to women. He kills, tortures, fucks, all you can imagine. Gia is probably the person that hates him to most. She has many reasons to, because Atlas never explains why he continues to ruin her life.
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