Her Leading Man
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Dernière publication jeu., juin 23, 2016
When fiction crosses into the non, when fantasy blurs with reality its enough to drive you insane this was no longer a scene to be acted out it was life and all its brutal and beautiful imperfections, to the world he Matthew Carmichael was her leading man but to her he was crossing the divide taking her body and soul as his own as she like his millions of adoring ladies drowned in those blue eyes.
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