Tessabelle - decline
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  • Reads 30
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  • Parts 4
  • Time 15m
Ongoing, First published Dec 02
4 new parts
Pessoas controladoras adoram que as coisas estejam na palma de suas mãos. Como um cachorrinho quando come na mão de seu dono quando sente fome.

Jeon adorava ter tudo no controle. E amava poucas coisas na vida, duas delas eram matar e a única mulher que ele amou em toda sua vida.

Ele estava disposto a mantê-la em seu caminho pelo resto da vida. Nem que para isso tivesse que matar todos que atrapalhasse seu caminho.


• Esta história é um romance dark
• Terá cenas +18, então se não aguente, não leia.
• Plágio é crime
• Essa história é de minha autoria!
• Capa feita por mim, foto tirei do Pinterest 

• História em andamento.
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