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The Don's Chameleon

The Don's Chameleon

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Apr 14, 2025
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Alessandro de Vinci, widely known as the life of a party and a promiscuous mafia don who knows how to mix business well with pleasure. Utterly loved by his mafia, the don strictly sticks to just one rule "keep your friends close and your enemies six feet under", and just so you know fate is not his strongest suit. Azura is known as the CHAMELEON for her eveready change with times and season, she is currently running to save herself from bounty hunters who needed her on the orders from the circle. What happens when fate decides to stick it's nose in their business in a rather unpleasant way. This is a story of a damsel far from distress. Throw in an under possessive don and some supernatural gifts, it's not an everyday cliche🙃
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Alessandro Morino. The third son to Don Dominaco. Being raised in this life isn't easy nor is it for the weak. For him it's perfect because a natural demon, a pure savage who will do whatever he deems necessary. Alessandro never thought of a future in the way most people do consequences of his duty to his family but when he meets the District Attorney's Assistant Avalon Heights it drives him even more crazy then he already is. With immobilizing secrets, threats from every corner, and chemistry so hot it could blow up Alessandro's estate how will these two ever fare in each other's path? "And here I thought you forgot about me." Laying on her back her long hair splays across the edge of the foot of the bed. Directly I stand over her with my crotch right in front of her face. "You plague my mind every second of the day. There's no forgetting you sweetheart, though you haven't been acting like one much lately." She rolls to her stomach to then grip my thighs. "I'm sure I have no idea what you're talking about." Using the grip of my thighs she pulls herself to her knees. French tipped nails graze across my chest. The look in her eyes tells me how haywire she is. Frenzied and ready for me to be inside of her. Too bad for her I still haven't had my fill of playing with her yet. Once I do I'll give her every single thing she wants.

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