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my voice

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LECTURAS 156
Votos 22
Partes 12
Hora 51m

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I had envisioned what my life would be like. I had painted a beautiful picture in my mind, but my father came along and dumped black paint all over it. Broke my heart and my spirit in the process!Todos los derechos reservados

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Fed to The Dogs: (König x Reader)

You didn't know how you got where you were now. One minute you were in your apartment, and the next you were laying, chained to a concrete wall with a major headache and no memory of what happened. You were able to move a little bit, but not more than a few feet. You could hear cheering through the concrete walls that surrounded you. What you couldn't see, however, was the mountain of a man watching you from the shadows of that room. (König x Reader)