KNOWING ALEC
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Last published Wed, Mar 3, 2021
Sephora or Effie as most call her, is an outgoing, funny girl, with a lot of wit. That was the way it used to be.... before her life changed.
Alec. One man you don't want to cross. With his pack at 9 million, he is ,without a doubt, the most powerful man ever. But even a powerful man can be broken.
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"I won't deal with your bullshit! Now I understand she broke your heart, but god dammit I'm a queen and I'll be damned if you treat me less than!" Sephora was angry and she gave no fucks who knew.
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