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Met the devil

“Stop it! Ouch!” Grace Miller tried to hold back her hair but she could not convince Laura to stop. Instead she tried to kick her from the back but she could not even reach her.

“You f*cking deserve it because you are such a whore!” Laura stumbled and pulled more of Grace’s hair from behind. She could not believe that she was holding Demir’s hand and staring at her like a gawking bird from the wild.

Laura added. “Don’t you ever touch my husband!”

Demir quickly tried to stop Laura and even removed her hair from Grace Millers’ but he could not even convince her instead the more he tried to stop her, made Laura become more aggressive.

“You are out of your hand!” Demir hold tighter on her hand and even tried to pull out her finger through Grace’s hair.

“This is absurd, Mr. Krumpus! S-stop your wife!” Grace insisted and still in the midst of letting go from her hands. Then, she took a chance by seeing the angle of Laura and Demir. She twisted a bit more and saw the possibilities but she co
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