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THE SECRECY
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Ongoing, First published Dec 15, 2023
Mature
"i am sorry I couldn't protect you"

"It's not you fault Enzo. I am fine"
She said consoling him.

"No human have ever got the guts to have an eye contact with our Queen"

"What happened to you on that day exactly??"

"I was rapped that day"


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"BE CAREFUL ON WHO YOU TRUST THE DEVIL WAS ONCE AN ANGLE"
She said.
But it's really a true thing. 
How one single kidnap can change your whole world.

How one single kidnap can make you a devil from the sweet little angel.

How one single kidnap can make you a deadliest  mafia queen from a normal human.

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Read the story of Kim Minnie who became the most successful CEO in the world with the title of  deadliest mafia queen called KERES with a mafia team called SHADOW DEVILS.
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