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La Isla Bonita 1: Alejandro Adelard

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"Can you paint my dress?"

Alejandro was having a rough time when a woman wearing a white dress- a WEDDING GOWN rather ,was on his shop asking him to paint her Vera Wang Wedding Gown.

"Baka magalit si Vera Wang?"

"She won't mind, she will paint it herself is she here."

"You don't have a choice, I am the only one here."

Well, Sonja- the woman in the wedding gown have no other choice either because she was lost in his green orbs.

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LA ISLA BONITA

The luxurious island owned by Caspian Castelo Branco, the sole heir of Castelo Branco Corp.

He divide the half of the island to his 12 friends namely Alejandro, Billy, William, Logan, Triton, Dorian, Benjamin, Craig, Samuel, Dante, Thomas and Dark. All 13 bachelors are epitome of your dream guy. 

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The Unforgettable Infatuation

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