My Mafia King
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- Parti 25
Darla,, I thought I knew him but I was wrong he was just another stranger.
Nikolai,, She was standing right Infront of me but I was like a stranger to her unknown.
Start of this story: 15.10.23
The end of this story: 13.4.25
I am going to leave it just like that.
Please don't copy my Story thank you ❤️
I hope you like this story.
And for the big warning ⚠️ I don't speak Russian never heard Russian I use ai for that.
So if there is anything wrong with the Russian don't be shy tell me and I will fix it.
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