Frustratingly Fascinating
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Last published Mon, Apr 28, 2025
Imagine a life so unfortunate that even your mailman leaves candies in your packages.
That even the dumpling house you order from sends an extra dumpling.
That even the neighbours sighs and shakes it's head in disappointment when you leave the house.
Yep. That is me. Yay!
Now imagine my surprise when my little awkward life gets swept up the storm named Damien Sinclair. Even Satan has boundaries. Damien Sinclair has none.
Speaking of boundaries, Damien has decided to pretty much squash down every single one of mine under his mighty boots.
Let's be clear. I, Anastasia Hill, DESPISE him.
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