Gangster Queen and King
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I'm a girl with a broken family. One day I got kidnapped and a boy saved me. We always meet as in everday.
I fell in love with him but I haven't seen him yet he wears a mask I only knew his name and it's Jel
I told him about my feelings but he said we doesn't fit each other his strong and I'm weak. That broke my heart into pieces.
Until my long lost dad called me via a phone and he told me something and I accept it and now I am the
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GANGSTER QUEEN
And wait for me my Jel
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