Wrong.

Wrong.

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication lun., sept. 9, 2024
All she can do is watch. Watch as that place she used to call home fall apart, watch as the ground, the solid ground that she'd jump, run, and scream on as a child open and swallow her old house whole. It's crazy, isn't it? How could something crumble so fast without anyone being able to stop it? How could they stop it? How could they stop it? Her pink-ish white hair flows as the wind attacks everything in sight. Unusually, it's not the normal, soft wind that'd just blow your hair, no. The wind was genuinely attacking her. She felt like she could fly away any second. But as she looked to her left, right where the wind was coming from, she couldn't help but run. It's as if her feet were moving on their own. She ran, ran, and ran.
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"You're annoying. I just gave a speech to you about trying to get me in bed and now here you are fucking staring at my ass." I shouted at him, he smirked while staring into my eyes. His stare made my feet feel like jello. "Asshole." I kept on walking. I was pushed up against the wall. "What did you just call me?" He pulled out his gun pressing it in my side, "I said asshole." I heard him groan. He looked down to see my knife pressed up against him. He looked back up at me. "What is going on here?" We heard the door open. Pushing ourselves off each other we quickly hid our weapons. I looked up to see Matvey staring at us. "Nothing. We were just exploring." ***** Annika Balakin, at a young age she had a normal life. With the sudden death of her mother, she was moved back to her mother's home country. Years have passed, treated unfairly and abused. Hurt and broken her mother's past was then facing her, a past she didn't know existed. Luka Stepanov is a mafia boss who was thrown into the world of blood and guns at a very young age. Feared among everyone, he runs the biggest mafia with a deep secret that could make his people turn against him. They say a broken heart can never be fixed, but can they? When two damaged souls meet will they be able to heal the other? What happens when family, secrets, the past and the death of her mother all come back adding up to something bigger. Will it change her life forever?

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