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Moni_Begum6mthCommentedCh 168 Epilogue 2- Moni_Begum6mthCommented
Your this Story Also Wonderful Sis I love it ❤️❤️❤️
I hope you enjoyed the story of Roseline and Vincenzo. Let me know how did you find the story. - Moni_Begum6mthCommented
second time now 😉
"Our kids are now three years old," Vincenzo said. - Moni_Begum6mthCommented
🤣🤣🤣🤣
"Oh, ho, princess," Vienna face-palmed herself and scolded Enzo gently, "you need to lift your elbow." - Moni_Begum6mthCommented
Aww 🫠🫠
"Mommy, please," he pleaded, his voice filled with sincerity. "I promise I won't have any more today. This one is the last one, I promise." - Moni_Begum6mthCommentedCh 167 Epilogue (1)
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still you don't know which dessert he's talking 🤭🙈🙈
"Dessert? There are a lot of desserts why don't you have it here?" I asked him. - Moni_Begum6mthCommentedCh 166 Picture Perfect
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be careful Rose 🤭🙈
"Don't do that, please, or I will kiss you right now, before the priest even announces us as husband and wife," Vincenzo playfully warned, his voice tinged with a touch of earnestness that sent a delightful shiver down my spine. - Moni_Begum6mthCommentedCh 165 Two bundles of joy
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Perfect Family 🫶😍🫠❤️
We shared a kiss and the heads of our babies collided making picture-perfect. - Moni_Begum6mthCommentedCh 164 At her feet
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i will pray for you dear 😉
Manifesting a caring husband like Vincenzo 🥹 - Moni_Begum6mthCommentedCh 163 Stay
- Moni_Begum6mthCommentedCh 162 Cry for help
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cruel man this is disgusting😡
"And about your babies, I will kill them with my own hands once they take birth" his eyes were bloodshot red. - Moni_Begum6mthCommentedCh 160 Kidnapped
- Moni_Begum6mthCommentedCh 159 Two good news
- Moni_Begum6mthCommentedCh 158 Baby girl or baby boy?
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oh god 🤣 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
At that moment, I felt an overwhelming urge to ask him to spit the chocolate out. My agitation and anger were growing, and I had an irrational desire to find something hard to bang against his head.