sweet pyscopath
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definition of psychopath : an unstable and aggressive person
Some psychopaths know how to blend in well with society and can adapt their outwardly appearance to seem kind and sweet. They often know from an early age that they are different from others and some will feign empathy. However, most psychopaths don't bother to adapt or change because they don't conform to any of societies morals or standards
Yes he was aggressive he was unstable some would even call him crazy , but deep down he was hurt betrayed longing yearning for something but in all his life nickolahs paravian head of the new York mob dangerous, charming witty , sick sense of humor , highly intelligent , having an ego the size of Africa , features of a god yes he had everything all men wanted money charm women intelligence , but he was missing one thing he didn't know that his heart was missing until she walked through the door , she quite literally walked through the door . Alexandria
Moore all he could say was wow it was the first time he had ever been awestruck by someone her beauty her melanin her hair her legs her smile she was she was just a beauty he knew from the day she walked through that door that she would be his and his she became indeed but little does nickolahs know Alexandria has a secret
will she reveal it to him or will he be left in the shadows forever ?
keep reading sweet psychopath to know
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