DD's // SAUDADE

DD's // SAUDADE

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SAUDADE: A Portugese word to describe that feeling of melancholic or profoundly nostalgic longing for a beloved yet absent something or someone. Damon Hopkins has everything on his palm now; more power and money than ever and Robinson not having his eyes constantly on his every move. Soon, he'll come to realise that his path with Abigail and Mason will cross again as a common enemy lurks by. WARNING 18+: Contains dark themes (see FIRST A/N for more) - Second book of the DD's Series -
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