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His Angelo
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    Time 2h 37m
Ongoing, First published Nov 20, 2024
Mature
18+
Evelyn gets convinced to go to a club with her best friend, Jaylynn, whose boyfriend/dom happens to own the bar. Evie, nervous about being in another dom/sub relationship, meets Callan, a dom. A daddy dom. What she doesn't know about Callan is that he happens to be The Don of the Italian Mafia. 

Not a slow burn because I'm impatient
Honestly I wrote it for me to enjoy, so it's not sophisticated but enjoy if you want. Don't like don't read.
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