"I'm this one, ok?" He took his weapon and handed it to me. "I am not a good boy, I have nothing better to offer you, I'm not the one who can give you a future out of here, I'm trained in this life", he continued to flag that weapon in the air as if nothing had happened, scaring me. "Get over it." *** That physical contact was even more intimate than making love. He looked me in the eye and smiled. From that moment I understood that I would never love other eyes and other smiles that were not his. __________________ A difficult life, in a difficult place, many times, however, life decides to give you a gift, before recovering everything, until the last breath. I thank all of you who have always been close to me in every book, it is thanks to every single person that I can write and move forward. I hope you enjoy this story and that it will make you dream, just like all the others. All rights reserved One__di. PS I'm very quick in publishing chapters ❤️
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