The Devils Angel

The Devils Angel

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I am a scumbag from a rough estate, I am always getting into trouble with the police so why on earth did this girl choose me? She's the devils angel and if I want to win her over then I have to change my ways. Is she the one to help me find my soft side? Can I prove to her that I am not a scumbag? Or Is it just a waste of time?
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