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CHAPTER THIRTY SIX- The French mafia

Auteur: BONI
last update Date de publication: 2025-05-14 20:18:58
Josephine

“Well, look who’s back from God knows where....” Katya’s voice rung through the darkness.

I snickered, turning on the lights in the living room to see Katya sitting on the couch with arms crossed. My brows furrow slightly, taking in her form because there was something seemingly different about her.

“I got caught up by the storm last night, so I didn’t make it back home.” I explain, plopping down on the couch next to her.

Her blue green eyes regard me, and she smirks. “Wher
BONI

I'm sure you guys didn't expect Louis to reveal himself like this, and what do you think is going on with Katya😖 Thank you for reading 💕

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BONI
That was Mr Chevalier’s nephew who was an arrogant ass. They share the same names.(*≧ω≦)
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Pam
Wait! I thought Louis was dead.
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