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It's Complicated

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Reads 943,015
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Parts 75
Time 19h 3m

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"Kyra look pon mi" he lifts my chin up so my eyes could meet his.

"Just say the word and we leff right now, yav dah power deh ma" he says, eyes never leaving mine.

"The word?" I ask and he immediately opens his phone, dialing her number.

"Ah, watch dis" he holds the phone to his ear.


















































This book is solely fictional and should be read with that in mind. People used have no affiliation with the fictional characters included in this book!


 The author does not own any picture, music or media that is included in this book.All Rights Reserved

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