Bad Boy Gone Good
- LECTURAS 17
- Votos 2
- Partes 1
Bad boy Alex Matthews pulls prank steals from teachers until one day a girl and her twin brother came and turned his world upside down does he think he might be falling for the girl , changing for the better until someone close to him betrays him and all goes back down under, as well as all that the pupils find out that there teacher isn't really a teacher but a protecter to keep the children out of the Devils way because the children has something he wants THE TWINS. Will Alex let the devil take Lucie and her brother?
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