A man only he could love

A man only he could love

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In ww2 as Nazi germany took over France, a French and a German soldier falls in love... But on the risk of getting caught lance hid with his family as albrecht is left to protect them... The Nazi was homophobic... their love was even more illegal as gayness was like a sin.. Warnings : mentions of Nazi's WW2 based holocaust mention Homophobia homosexuality internal homophobia switches from 3rd person to 1st then back to 3rd alot the author is bad at english the author is a ABC ... A gay story set in the world war 2 era. This is still a W.I.P
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