My Mafia Lover

My Mafia Lover

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Eighteen year old Shantivia Smith decided that she would open up a little and enjoy her senior year but what happens when she crosses path with new sexy cold-hearted math teacher and gained a new fan. Giovanni Luciano is the twenty-two year old mafia leader that'll have u catching a heart attack by the mention of his name . What happens when he choose to teache to cover up his gang. What happens when he meet Shantivia .
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