Adopted by the mafia

Adopted by the mafia

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My name is Angel Hope, a weird name I know I would tell you why my parents named me that but I can't. Unfortunately, I'm an orphan and I guess you could call this my story. I don't really know where to start. I was just an orphan girl who loved to dance and wanted money to get her dream car. Then the next thing I know I'm getting kidnapped and adopted by my kidnaper who happened to be a MAFIA BOSS I swear I wanted to die right there and then, but things got better I think for the first time I had found someone who had shown me love and care, and maybe he learned a little bit about love a giving it. But yeah you could call this my story, about a girl who was closing up at her work and seeing something she should not have. From then on her life was no longer the same. Started August 17 2021 ongoing
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