DON’S YEARN
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Dante felt like a million needles were inserted in his body as he passed by Viviana without reaching out to her. Her familiar scent infiltrated his nostrils and brought back the memories of her he could never get rid of.
“Cazzo!” He hissed in Italian, his heavy steps fading away.
Viviana turned around to face the man that just passed by her. He felt and smelt oddly familiar, his physique looking ...
“Cazzo!” He hissed in Italian, his heavy steps fading away.
Viviana turned around to face the man that just passed by her. He felt and smelt oddly familiar, his physique looking ...