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Mafia’s King SET : Romance Of Mafia 2nd

"Hello," a middle-aged pharmacist at the drug counter greeted the two customers. “I need birth control pills,” Adam promptly stated what he needed. NamFa turned to look at the person beside her who was still holding her hand with eyes so wide that dark brown eyes almost slipped out of their sockets. “Yes,” the pharmacist responded, turning his back to pick up what the customer in front of him wanted. with plain eyes “Sir...do you think this girl should only spend twenty-one or twenty-eight days with me?” Adam's words caused a lot of confusion to the pharmacist in front of him. "Uh...Sorry...I don't understand." “It was this girl… the person standing next to me… she understood that I would only let her stay with me for the amount of birth control pills I gave her,” Adam continued, his eyes still on. Staring only at the pharmacist Instead, it was the pharmacist who shifted his gaze to the person being mentioned. And now the apothecary could see her face drenched in blood more visibly as he heard the words of the person next to her. “I understand… I have probably one crate of this medicine in the whole store, and there are four hundred boxes in one box… Would you mind buying all of them?” A middle-aged pharmacist passed through the heat. It's been colder than the man in front of me for many years. SET : Romance Of Mafia 1st ; Mafia’s Rhythms Of Love 2nd ; Mafia’s King 3th ; Heir Of Mafia 4th ; Mafia’s Fairy 5th; Mafia’s Beloved Welcome to all To the fantasy world of love On one like and like no other

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“Ugh!” A thunder roared in his throat as the thick hand on his back under the garment unhooked the little bra. The stagnation of consciousness caused NamFa to move in order to back away from Adam's advance.

“Ah!” The resounding voice rang out again. When Adam repositioned, he turned the woman under him. Adam's mood had reached the point where he needed this woman to be a recipient of lust.

“Let go.” A sweet voice sounded like a whisper as the thin mouth was freed from the jagged mouth. which now occupies the top of the pollen that still has a thin T-shirt blocking it, which both bites and sucks in the wayward of the possessor The thick figure didn't feel any of the small hand that tried to push the thick shoulder out of his body.