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Chapter 142

Penulis: Joy Cherish
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The day of the funeral of Pakhan Sergei Morozov had finally arrived.

The cemetery was filled with mourners dressed in black, the Bratva brothers, allied families, old friends, and rivals who came not out of affection but respect for the name Morozov. The sky hung low and gray, as though the world i
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  • THE BRATVA’S BRIDE   Chapter 142

    The day of the funeral of Pakhan Sergei Morozov had finally arrived. The cemetery was filled with mourners dressed in black, the Bratva brothers, allied families, old friends, and rivals who came not out of affection but respect for the name Morozov. The sky hung low and gray, as though the world i

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