Stay With Me..
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Last published Sat, Jun 21, 2025
You (Elena) just got evicted from your apartment, so you decided to go out clubbing to get your mind of it. You eventually get drunk and have a whole breakdown, sitting outside of the club..
He (Lorac) is a mafia boss. He decided to go to the club to burn off some steam. He's been secretly watching you He Immediately Thought you were attractive and carefree. He made sure men didn't approach you, because he had his eye on you all night long. He exits the club when you do.. is this the beginning of a love story?
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