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Violinist (CENTURIES series: Book #4)

TheBibicalSinner

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Reads 5,162,053
Votes 274,045
Parts 36
Time 6h 16m

TheBibicalSinner

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"What would you like me to play; The violin or your pussy?"

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He lived on the street. They called him a tramp. He slept with trash and found his meals in the garbage. Nobody knew who he was. 

Melody knew the moment she met him, something about him was off. Something about him was missing. 

Impassive and unpredictable, he always lurked around, his hulking figure a wandering question mark on the streets of New York. 

But give him a violin and watch him play...All Rights Reserved

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