Chasing ashes...(On Hold)
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Last published Tue, Aug 30, 2016
She was a saint with the lips of sinner.
He was a devil with an angelic kiss.
And his love was the most exquisite form of self-destruction, because loving someone who hates themselves is gripping torture with both hands, longing to an agony that never ends. Yet, she loved him with every pump in her veins.
When Martina loses everything she has ever owned, her fate falls into the hands of only one man that can save her.
They make a pact, her life, for his revenge.
Nothing more than that, right ?
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