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My Life As A Casanova's Maid

My Life As A Casanova's Maid

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Romance
This is a story of a teenager, her name is Shamina Lei Sanchez, 3rd year, junior high school, mayaman, ngunit hindi naglaon ay siya'y naghirap dahil namatay ang kanyang mga magulang dahil sa isang car accident.Dahil nga sa high school pa lamang siya at walang alam sa business, napunta sa Evil Aunt niya na nagngangalang Marina ang family business na itinaguyod ng kanyang ama na si Benjamin.Her Aunt Marina was the older sister of her father.Pinalayas siya nito at kinuha ang kanilang ari arian.Si Beloure ang nag iisang anak nito.Dahil nga sa hirap ng buhay, pumasok siya bilang isang maid, sa inaakala nitong gaganda ang buhay niya ngunit kabaligtaran ang lahat.Magiging amo niya lang naman si Mark Kian Ferrer-Dakilang Bad Boy ng West University.Saksakan ng kasamaang lalaki.Malayong malayo ang ugali nila sa isa't isa at iyong ang dahilan ng kanilang pag aasaran.Would it be the chance to fell on each other?
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