The mafia boss' mate - discontinued
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Contenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture16m
Dernière publication mer., janv. 4, 2023
This story is discontinued
This is a soulmate story where your soulmates body count (the number of people they have murdered) appears as a tattoo on your hand back. When they meet there's a gut feeling that tells them and they instantly know.
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