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Unruly little lady
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Ongoing, First published Dec 03, 2016
"You are not going to that party", he said





"Come and stop me ",I replied in a determine tone



"Don't you understand I own you?"he said once more









"I own me and only I own me",I replied walking off





~Read and find out about miss unruly little lady and Prince charming~
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