Defeated By Love
I bat my eyes innocently, testing the boundaries, and Luca simply shakes his head and laughs.
“I will get you back for that, you little minx.” He grumbles amused.
“I’m counting on it, prestante.” I wink, playfully.
Luca smiles at me, surprised.
“Charming, tesoro. You learned a new word today, I see.”
“I looked it up on G****e and had to listen to the translator a billion times to try to pronounce it right.” I smile shyly.
“I’m happy you think of me as good-looking.”
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