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Ongoing, First published Jul 13, 2022
Hande Naslim is 19 years old and is a gypsy girl.She decides to go in Birmingham to start a new chapter in her life after  her mother died. 

Tristan Corrigan is 23 years old and is French but lives in Birmingham and is the leader of the mafia .  He has a rule "don't love- you don't have weakness"

✨️They kiss in his club .✨️

Tristan break the rule?
Did Hande make the right choice?
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