Love school

Love school

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Dec 30, 2015
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Fiction
Romance
Même l'amour s'apprend. Plongez dans l'intensité de l'école de l'amour, une comédie érotisante, soucieuse de détails académiques. (Histoire inspirée de faits réels). Quand Corinne Perhirin se rend compte que son école de commerce est au bord de la faillite, elle se décide à réorienter son établissement vers la seule chose qui vaille dans ce bas monde : l'amour. Entre les enseignants à convaincre et les étudiant(e)s à séduire, ses premiers mois à la tête de la Love School ne sont pas de tout repos. Mais elle a trouvé ce qui est à la fois son slogan et son positionnement stratégique : "In Gode, we trust". Toujours ça que les Américains n'auront pas.
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Anneliese

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