She's My Boss
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I'm brat? Yes i know. I'm Maldita? They don't know. Living in a word that everyone adores me on cam. But how about off cam? They don't really expect. Until one man make me change, the change that i'm not comfortable with. I'm his boss so he shall listen to me. But i don't expect that one day, i will feel this shit!
Hi, I'm Breana Gail Aquino. 16 year old, studying in Afriel Universiry. In our
generation i am the most popular actress in the show business.
'I'm Your Boss, if you disobey me you're dead'
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