Herdeira da Máfia

Herdeira da Máfia

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Malia Robert, uma jovem de 20 anos que perdeu seus pais tragicamente assassinados. Agora com uma fortuna imensa e com um legado para honrar, retoma os negócios da família e protege sua irmã mais nova Thomáz Clark uns dos mafiosos mais perigosos e temido dos Estados Unidos, tudo que atrapalha seu caminho ele tira! Como será essa relação? Só lendo pra saber! ❎ Plágio é crime, tenha criatividade! Para maiores de 18 🔞 ⚠️CONTÉM GATILHOS!
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growing up and growing apart sometimes people who really love you have to leave you for your own good and it's okay to grow apart holding on to things that hurt isn't a wise choice They broke up in college but now are forced into an arranged marriage Will the sparks fly again or........ ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Wrong place, wrong time, wrong people, right man Surrounded with unfortunate events, unfortunate people Those slim waists, slim faces, long hair and long nails Those long legs, large hands, fluffy hair and beaded bracelets They don't belong together last days, best times, red hands and playing fights Social priorities, diwali parties, arm wrestling and life stories That's the closure I needed Searching the crows, you stand tall, stand out Walking out of that building with hurt hands and burnt minds scholar badge, scholar board, Council badges and red coats brown pants,white shirts, black shoes and red ties Sprawling crowds, yellow buses, red rickshaws and black cycles ice cream man, Mother Dairy, white vans and red lights Saw you walking on the footpath with rolled up sleeves with few friends I wouldn't wish I would be there I couldn't wish I could be there Could you be specific who do you like? Blinding lights, goodbyes, Friday promises and exam time White walls, black boards, blue desks and A/C nobs Sweet memories scattered in my head Teardrops all over my bed These are the things I'll never forget And that's the price I paid cover credit: pinterest

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