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If you guys just finished this story make sure to go check out my original. With the main character that I based Mr. V from. Thanks if you pop over and give a few critical thoughts. Its not that long, just 15-16 chapters.
I have a original. Please I ask of you to pop over and criticize it. Its called . The protagonist is alot alot like Mr. V from here. Thats where I got Mr.V from they both have a security business call Blood Syn. Have the scar and the hair Mobsters. So If you liked Mr. V/ Victoria then you'll like Tormento/Trick.
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