Forbidden obsession (18+)
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Last published Wed, Nov 5, 2025
him being a British mafia killed people with bare hand's without blinking his eyes she is a middle class girl who came to London to fulfill her and her parents dreams he hated women but something about her made him hard as rock she hates he is obsessed a story of pure hatred lust and obsession
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