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The Don’s Love…

Author: MURRs.
last update publish date: 2026-10-19 01:12:53

Ivan walked over to me, bending low to whisper into my ears. “Take it easy baby. We can do this slowly,” he said. “She’s still healing,”

My brows furrowed. I glanced up at him. “What do you mean, Ivan?” I asked. “Healing from what?”

“Who are you?” a voice asked, and my fingers shook as I turned from Ivan to face my mother.

She stared at me, her expression blank and her eyes devoid of any recognition at all.

My knees trembled.

How?… how could she not… No, no, no.

“Why is she asking me that, Iva
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Lonwabo Mtila
I am addicted!!!
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Lonwabo Mtila
The Godfather made a move!!!
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Didi Okon
Five months later??? and then no reveal..boohoo. so sad about her mom...I hope as she gets better she remembers can't wait for Sophia's reveal
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