Crimson Couture

Crimson Couture

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"Deep down inside of your soul lies a passion. A passion to push through no matter what. You are so desperate to get out of whatever situation you are in, that this passion sparks up out of control and gives you the power to fight to the very end," After marrying Kieran, Daniala and her husband both agreed that they had to return to their own jobs and go on a two week business trip. After that, they would surely meet again. However, Crimson Couture had more than a surprise waiting for Daniala. Could her darkest secret slip out of her control?
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