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Last published Mon, Jul 8, 2019
Te oczy.
Kiedy je zobaczyłam wiedziałam, że będę mieć kłopoty.
Miałam być ostrożna, nie byłam.
Rozpaliłeś ogień który nas spala.
22- letnia studentka prawa, Juliet Sunderland rozpoczyna staż w prestiżowej kancelarii Raphaela Beynona. Jego uśmiech i spojrzenie zniewala każdą dziewczynę ale nie Juliet. Raphael jest gotów zawalczyć o zainteresowanie dziewczyny. To gra której stawką są uczucia. Tylko czyje intencje będą w niej szczere?
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