When MS.BITCH meets MR.JERK
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Ultima pubblicazione mer, apr 3, 2019
-Prologue -
Kate serene alfonso
bitch✅
bad girl ✅
rich✅
sexy✅
pretty ✅
hot✅
smart✅
talented ✅
she's a famous girl in there university not just in there university. whole country know her. her parents are business man and a business woman. but this bitch want to be free.
nag Plano siya na mag layas.
at sa pag layas niya ay nag tagpo ang landas nila ni................
jerwin Klein rosario
cold guy✅
snobber✅
heartthrob ✅
smart✅
famous ✅
bad boy ✅
play boy ✅
rich✅
short tempered ✅
jerk✅
crush ng Bayan ✅
nang mag tagpo ang Landas nila ay ginulo nila ang buhay ng isat isa. but they didn't noticed that while they doing that they fall to each other. they hinding there feelings. but can we stop our feelings for someone that we love? no we can't cuz we can't control that f*cking thing called feelings.
sabay sabay natin abangan ang pangyayari sa............
WHEN MS.BITCH MEET MR.JERK
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