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Last published Sat, Jul 2, 2016
Her one part in the circle of life was to make sure that circle continues by ending the lives unworthy of breathing. Her father trained her to have no remorse, no regret for her victims. She was to be the next Don of the Bianchi Mafia Family. Nothing is in her way. Well maybe one thing: her mother's last dying wish was that her only child have a child of her own, a family.
Her missions were 1)find someone willing to bed her then 2)find someone to take her place of being a "hit-woman" and tracker.
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