Labor Angle

Labor Angle

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Hi. My name is (y/n) and I'm poor, growing up was not easy when almost every night you go to sleep starving. Till one day I got this call. It was from the most famous and richest man in the in the country he wanted me to work for him. He wanted me to be his slave his maid his whatever you would call it. His name was Harry styles. I had no choice to take this job I had to I had to change my like and my family so we could be happy. So I agreed to work for him, but what I didn't know what this was just the beginning and it was about to ruin my life forever!
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