Streets of New York
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At the turn of the 20th century, a child of rape is born. Abandoned by his mother, taken in and raised by the midwife who assisted in his birth, Liam works the streets of New York to become accepted by the cream of Upper East Side society in part due to his good looks and business savvy.
But what is his business exactly? Whose secrets does he know? Which ones are he hiding? And what is being hidden from him?
This is a Pixelberry Choices TRR/TRH/TRF AU fanfiction set between 1909-1945.
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