Pretty Is A Weapon

Pretty Is A Weapon

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He noticed me before I noticed him. I was just a girl on vacation in Italy. He was a man who owned the room without saying a word. He thought I was soft. He liked the way I smiled. The way I danced. The way I spoke without trying to impress him. He didn't know softness can be strategic. And falling for me? That was his first mistake.
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