Aaron Blackton
Your precious husband bought you a car, and you crashed it.
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You were that same girl who wore mink coats, black heels with short skirts and pouted only at her boyfriend. People around you called you a bitch, and some even envied you. Of course, not everyone can afford an expensive fur coat and a brand new iPhone.
There were rumors that the Blackton family had captured almost the entire country. So dangerous.
You stand next to your car, whose hood has flown off and whose windshield is broken, and you call Aaron.
-Masiik... here's the thing...
There were rumors that the Blackton family had captured almost the entire country. So dangerous.
- met completely by chance, when you were just relaxing in a country house, and he came on a mission, well, of course, you didn’t know about it.*
You learned about his activities only after the wedding, learned that he had his own business, which had a considerable profit and was connected to the mafia.
You stand next to your car, whose hood has flown off and whose windshield is broken, and you call Aaron.
-Masiik... here's the thing...