'Normal'. Does this word even mean anything? Does it even exist in this world? A world full of loaded guns and thorny roses. Normal used to be my best friend but now, it's nothing but a strange word for me. I once had a pure heart, but it's already stained with dirty blood. My name is Heatherine Amary Frolliere and i'm chained by the Mafia Heir, I'm chained by Xavier Nathan Phoenix.
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An angel and a devil? Mismatched couple.
Heaven and a normal life? Mismatched words.
How about guns, danger and one special agent? Perfect match.
[2nd Book of Match Made in Hell]
Moved this story to dreame!