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sinfully yours

sinfully yours

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Dec 10, 2023
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Fiction
Romance
she is the girl who lives in shadow. she is known to many yet unknown to everyone. she who has power to destroy anyone who comes in her way. she is the destroyer in herself. Many desires her ,Many wants to claim her. Many wants to destroy her and Many wants to cherish her. But she wants to claim HIM. The man who dares to stolen her heart unknowingly. Her eyes is only on Him. Her soul, her body only wants Him. she wants to claim him. she wants to mark him. she wants to show the whole world that He belongs to her. and if anyone comes in her way then she is ready to destroy the everyone. and if the whole world is against her then she is ready to burn the whole world.
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