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Leanna

COMPLETED [Mature Content] My life has no meaning. I'm forty years old, a middle age woman. Some say I have a fulfilling life, an architect with a high salary, a one-bedroom condo unit and a face that, although not the most beautiful, certainly warrants a second look. The only thing people criticize about me is the emptiness of my ring finger. I'm not married and don't have a family of my own. I don't feel anything about it. I don't need a man in my life, and I hate kids. The only thing I regretted was how I lived my life. Half of it wasted in school and the other half wasted in work. Before I knew it, I'm already old and at my deaths bed - alone and dying. THEN I WOKE UP FROM THE DREAM. ---- Read my other works: I am the Queen (FL) Genre: Fiction, Mature, Modern Romance, StrongFL, RichFL, PoorML, ColdML Realm Wars (ML) Genre: Epic Fantasy, Action, Adventure, Mature, R18, Romance, RPGelements, GAMEelements, OPmc Angels, Demons, Sprites, Elves, Beastmen Generation of Heroes (ML) Genre: Action, Adventure, Epic Fantasy, Friendship, Magic, Beasts, Game Elements, Multiple Leads, OPmc, Romance, War, Military Trinity the Last White Witch (FL) Genre: Werewolf, Vampires, Witches, Fantasy, R18, Mature, ColdML, StrongFL ---- Stalk me here: Facebook, Instagram, Twitter: MiuNovels ---- Donate for my Milk Addiction: PayPal: Miu.2017@yahoo.com

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[Ruthless] [Consequences]  

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BONUS Chapter (2/2) for reaching 50GT ^^

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*WARNING! Chapter contained sexual scenes not suited for young audiences. Skip to the next chapter if you're not comfortable with this type of scene.

You've been warned.

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[Ruthless]

"Heh! Ye 'ave guts. Thinkin' ye could poison our young master."

Cain(?) rose from the bed and pulled a chair and stood below a small exhaust enough to permit a person. Since Hawthorn Jones was a chain smoker, every room with no windows in his estate had an exhaust.

Cain(?) removed the exhaust grills and grabbed a person-size black bag hidden in the ducts. He pulled it down on the ground, and opened the zipper, revealing Nixon Mandeville's sleeping face.

It was always a fact that wherever Holley was, Nixon followed.

"Lucky fellow, now ye will 'ave yer life's wish come true."