Sold to the possessive badboy
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Jersey Baltazar was just an ordinary and plain girl. Nagtatrabaho sa isang sikat na bar bilang waitress sa gabi at sa umaga naman ay sumaside-line bilang cashier sa café ng matalik nyang kaibigan at classmate noong hindi pa sya natigil sa pag-aaral sa kolihiyo. Kayod-kalabaw ang dalaga dahil sya nalang ang inaasahan ng nakababata at nag-iisa nyang kapatid. Wala na silang magulang at tanging ang Tita nalang nila ang kasama nila sa buhay at sa bahay.
Cyrich Dela flores. Galing sa isang mayaman na pamilya at nasa kanya na ang lahat. Gwapo, mayaman, habulin ng babae, maraming kotse, at palaging nakukuha ang lahat ng gusto. Ika nga nila " what Cyrich wants, Cyrich gets". Isang basagolero at badboy na lalake na walang ibang gusto sa buhay kundi ang magsaya at magsayang ng pera.
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