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Professors Home

LECTURAS 26
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LECTURAS 26
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Hora <5 mins

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Who would've thought that two straight persons will bend each other within split seconds? With just one look and all their problems and sorrows are gone?or this will be their another regret? another mistake and trauma to take.



A school president who loves being busy just to escape the reality. A rare beauty as what they say. She's the charm that everybody needs.



A professor who's famous for being the only heir of the school. She's famous for being strict and cold to everybody. But her beauty captures everybody's attention. 



Two pretty woman who cross their path and fell inlove by accident. Can she charm her cold professor?or can she capture her beautiful student?



Who knows?



With the help of destiny, will the have their happy ending?Todos los derechos reservados

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