_Jane_D_O_E

Nothing sacred left? Let’s find out…
          	
          	Female allure. Gentleman’s tricks. Lust. Vice.
          	
          	Love?
          	
          	Who even needs it?
          	
          	Do we?
          	
          	A new chapter of RELAPSE is out — and yes, this time we’ve stepped in it up to our necks.
          	Not dirt. Not crime. Something worse —
          	
          	feelings.
          	
          	And, as always, M. reacts in the healthiest way imaginable…
          	
          	Honestly, there’s so much testosterone, rage, and self-destruction in this scene that you can almost smell hot asphalt and cigarette smoke — from a cigarette he hasn’t touched in years — seeping through the pages.
          	
          	Maybe love is just a myth.
          	Or maybe it’s the only thing keeping us afloat.
          	
          	You’ll find out for yourself.
          	
          	Read with caution — there’s a punch hidden between the lines.
          	
          	Could you withstand someone who knows every one of your weak spots?
          	
          	What is love to you?
          	
          	https://www.wattpad.com/story/403797129?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=_Jane_D_O_E

agentrossi

Hi there! I just started a mafia-fbi original story and I know it's a big request, but would you mind giving it a try? It's completely fine if you decline, but if you could give a hand to a fellow writer, your opinion would mean the world to me! The book is titled Doberman, starring young RDJ as my main OC. I hope I'll see you around, and have a beautiful day! <3

_Jane_D_O_E

Nothing sacred left? Let’s find out…
          
          Female allure. Gentleman’s tricks. Lust. Vice.
          
          Love?
          
          Who even needs it?
          
          Do we?
          
          A new chapter of RELAPSE is out — and yes, this time we’ve stepped in it up to our necks.
          Not dirt. Not crime. Something worse —
          
          feelings.
          
          And, as always, M. reacts in the healthiest way imaginable…
          
          Honestly, there’s so much testosterone, rage, and self-destruction in this scene that you can almost smell hot asphalt and cigarette smoke — from a cigarette he hasn’t touched in years — seeping through the pages.
          
          Maybe love is just a myth.
          Or maybe it’s the only thing keeping us afloat.
          
          You’ll find out for yourself.
          
          Read with caution — there’s a punch hidden between the lines.
          
          Could you withstand someone who knows every one of your weak spots?
          
          What is love to you?
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/403797129?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=_Jane_D_O_E

tk_bearbunn_

You yourself told me earlier that we should follow and support each other , now you yourself have unfollowed me ?¿?¿

tk_bearbunn_

@tk_bearbunn_ hey ,I just checked my followers list you are there , yesterday I didn't check my followers list only your following list !!! I apologize for sudden bothering......
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_Jane_D_O_E

@tk_bearbunn_ Maybe check your followers one more time — I’m there. I was the most recent one. I literally just looked again.
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tk_bearbunn_

@tk_bearbunn_ i don't want to sound rude , I just didn't saw my account name that's why I commented......
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