Paris on the beauty. Muravskaya I.

To be the first beauty of the university, an arrogant snob and a rare bitch?

"Yes, if spit!" - so thought Gleb Vorontsov, enclosing a bet on my half -sister. Naive. Yes, all his exorbitant charm, charm and daddy's money will not be enough to conquer her mercantile heart.

Gleb also quickly understood this, and therefore decided to go from another side and came to ask for help... I have. It would seem that you can’t imagine the more stupid ideas, but only I took it and agreed!

oh, it smells, my fifth point is, that nothing good comes out of this adventure, but to retreat late. Once I got into it, we must go to the end.