I hate my enemy
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MatureOngoing11m
Last published Tue, Mar 25, 2025
c'est l'histoire d'Alice une jeune fille qui a quitter ça ville natal pour aller vivre a New-York avec ça mère et son beau père et c'est deux demi frère mais elle va découvrir que sont beau père et un chef de la mafia et elle va se retrouver impliquer dans c'est affaire de drogue de meurt et plein d'autre chose et va également aider sont père a sortir de prison
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I searched frantically as the girl I was following mixed with the crowd" shit" No, I can't loose her here, this is all silly, I don't know where I am, what's wrong with me oh God. Before I realized a burly man grabbed me and pointed a gun to my head. Well Chloe, guess my funeral arrangements should get started. "My my, what a sight" another man came close inspecting my face " What are you doing here girly?" The man said "Yeah all alone" the other said, coming closer, I tried resisting but he was too strong before he could take another step, gunshots were heard, the men falling as victims. Before I could thank my saviour I was grabbed Against "You should be glad I saved your life Andrew the other man was right, you shouldn't be here, I'm not going to ask you why you were following me, you're in danger here, your friend will find you soon" she said and left me " Wait!, Why did you save me?" "Curses can't be the cure, right sis?" She said and disappeared, what! Sis?, This is all confusing..... I'm, forced to train, hated for with pure jealousy. Let's find out how the curse becomes the cure (Editing)Complete
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I searched frantically as the girl I was following mixed with the crowd" shit" No, I can't loose her here, this is all silly, I don't know where I am, what's wrong with me oh God. Before I realized a burly man grabbed me and pointed a gun to my head. Well Chloe, guess my funeral arrangements should get started. "My my, what a sight" another man came close inspecting my face " What are you doing here girly?" The man said "Yeah all alone" the other said, coming closer, I tried resisting but he was too strong before he could take another step, gunshots were heard, the men falling as victims. Before I could thank my saviour I was grabbed Against "You should be glad I saved your life Andrew the other man was right, you shouldn't be here, I'm not going to ask you why you were following me, you're in danger here, your friend will find you soon" she said and left me " Wait!, Why did you save me?" "Curses can't be the cure, right sis?" She said and disappeared, what! Sis?, This is all confusing..... I'm, forced to train, hated for with pure jealousy. Let's find out how the curse becomes the cure (Editing)
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