My Kidnapper My Lover

My Kidnapper My Lover

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Romance
Ako si Renesse Cuestas.25 years Isang tao.Syempre alangan namang hayop.Tsk. I'm a policewoman at nagtatrabaho ako sa CIDG and I'm a Lieutenant.Taas ng posisyon ko diba?Matalino eh at syempre Matapang. Ah basta makikila nyo naman ako.No need for futher information. ---- Lorenzo Moldevaco.27 years old.Richest and hottest man in the country or maybe in the universe. Well.I'm a private person that's why I don't share any information about me. But makikilala nyo naman ako so just wait. And just bear this in mind. NO ONE DARE TO MESS UP WITH ME !
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