De prostituta a escritora!

De prostituta a escritora!

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, May 12, 2020
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Beatriz é uma adolescente que se formou no ensino médio e queria muito ir pra faculdade, só que sua mãe não tinha condições de pagar. Dai ela decidiu arrumar um trabalho pra pagar a sua faculdade e nisso acabou virando dançarina em uma boate e se envolvendo com seu patrão que não valia nada! Acabou se machucando e sainda da boate. Tornando-se escritora. (Detalhes no livro 2)
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