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bruce
I drove down the motorway from London to Birmingham, picking up speed with every minute I drove, the rain pattering against my car windows violently.
50 miles per hour...
60 miles...
70 miles...
80 miles...
100 miles...
120 miles...
I needed to see her.
I needed to get my head straight...
And I knew that she was the only woman who could calm me down whenever I was in a state like this.
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Forbidden Fruit: A Dark Mafia Love Triangle Romance
RomanceArturo Abruzzi tore the world apart to find the woman that he loved, who mysteriously disappeared without a trace. Feeling empty without her. Cold. Numb. Hollow. Feeling like he was better off dead. Better off six feet under the fucking ground. And...
