Each side of us
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Two lovers in love in the middle of a war . Two different families all chasing a multimillion deal that will reveal the secrets of what larks within the mafia world.
"I wish you could see what I see when I'm seeing you, I truly love you Milana ,"he said as he clung on to me i choked out blood as darkness engulfed me...
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