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The Maniac Son Of A Mafia.
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Ongoing, First published Aug 20, 2024
Ashley is a young and vibrant girl with dreams of becoming a lawyer later in the future. She has this great family that she loves so much and vice versa. She gets rescued by someone that she never thought she would speak to. This seems to have opened the door to many things that can be considered unwanted for her because they somehow disrupted her plans. 


    Alex, an eighteen-year-old boy, lives a distant life with his past hung around his neck. He has a mental disorder and, because of this, hides from the world, but after meeting Ashley, he effortlessly starts uncovering his life for her. 


    Things don't go smoothly as Ashley hopes that they will and she gets heartbroken. But fate keeps bringing them closer even after years of left behind pain. Will Alex be able to move on from it all and run back into Ashley's arms? Will Alex be able to convince himself that he has been forgiven? 


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  "Can you just stay away from me? Let me be." Alex shouted at her under the heavy rain. They were both soaked to the core, and Ashley was shivering, but because of her stubbornness, she refused to even take a step.


    "What do you mean? Why are you...you saying this?"


    "Stay away from me!"  He yelled.


    "Never! I am not going to. Do your worst. Do what pleases you but I won't stay away." She answered and then ran away under the merciful rain. Alex closed his eyes, held his hair tighter, and groaned. He punched the air with great annoyance.

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