Domestic Love
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  • الوقت 7m
  • مقروء 1,054
  • صوت 80
  • أجزاء 1
  • الوقت 7m
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Loving a theater kid that never grows up is a challenge of it's own. One that Alberu Crossman, the CEO of Roan Corp. can even talks for hours if he was given the chance to.

And now the chance is here...

--Along with raging storm outside and with the said theater kid's audiences watching from that famous streaming platform. 

A witch? or whatever it called.

Either way~ the chance is here and it's time for him to take up the microphone to show and tell~
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