Book3:WereMyDreamIs

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    “Sorry.Sorry.Thatwasallmyfault.Sorryyouhadsuchascarebutthecauseofitallwasyourbeauty.It’sbeautifulwomenwhoeasilygetintotroubleandndinthesemessysituations,don’tthey?”saidDimitriinanapologizingbutalsoftteringtone.Charinasighed.

    “Inthisrgemetropoliscriminalelementsareineverydarkerandwehearofcrimesbeingitteddayht,dayinanddayout.Wherev