Miss. Banks

Miss. Banks

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Amor Banks was born and raised in a city that never stopped buzzing. Growing up with ruthless stories to tell. She knew she had to change the way she was living. As she grew into a young adult, Amor rose to fame as one of the city's most notorious gossip journalists with her identity publicly out. Yet for all her sharp edges and bold words, Amor had an undeniable magnetism. Men fell for her , drawn to her mystery and fire. And no matter how many bridges she burned with her pen, there was always a crowd trying to get close to her-hoping to taste just a bit of her charm. In a city full of busy people, Amor Banks was the one woman unafraid to show her claws.
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