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The Client
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Em andamento, Primeira publicação em abr 06, 2015
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My mom died. My dad lost his job. He changed completely. Instead of looking for another job, I ended up working for him. He sells my body because its easy money for him. He don't care about what I want either. All ages, It don't even matter. I still get fucked senseless. Untill one Client came and changed that.
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{WARNING: THIS STORY ISN'T TECHNICALLY "COMPLETED" AND HAS BEEN LEFT ON A HUGE CLIFF HANGER! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!} Authors note: Hello! I wrote "Ma Belle Rose" over the course of a year and a half, and I've worked very hard on it. I would like to note that this book is a reboot of the original, and I only re-edited some of the first few chapters. So like half of the story is kinda shitty grammar-wise lol. I will not be updating or finishing the story because I stopped writing this a few years ago, so my interest in it has faded away. My sincerest apologies to you hardcore Hamilton fans out there. :,( Anyway it's still pretty good, and there's a lot of chapters, so I encourage you to read anyway and please enjoy!!! (Hi, its currently being edited by yours truly, @On_cloudneuf . maybe I'll make it out alive to write an ending! - Nov 16th, 2020) ------©©©©=====××× You crumbled the night you lost your mother to pneumonia. She loved you and your half brother B/n more than anything in the world. She'd always been kind, supportive, and very loving towards you both, and the strongest woman you've ever known. As you held her hand on the side of that dirty bed frame, she touched your tear stained face, and whispered to you loving words, before she passed away. Each night you missed her more than the last, but that wasn't the only reason you cradled yourself to sleep every night. The days got tormenting in the worst ways possible. Your maniac step father never liked you, and the only reason he tolerated your being was because he loved your mom. You were in the way of keeping her to himself. Now that she was gone, he put the weight on your shoulders, punishing you in horrid ways. But it wasn't long before you heard about the revolution. It was the only way to escape the mess that you considered your own life. And with the support of your brother, you were off.
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