kylorenvevo:A cynical inner voice told him that of course she was flirting; he was wearing an Italia
kylorenvevo:A cynical inner voice told him that of course she was flirting; he was wearing an Italian suit and a watch that cost three hundred thousand dollars, give or take. But her profile was silhouetted against the Eiffel Tower and Jacques Brel was playing on the speakers, and so his heart skipped a beat.Fucking Paris.Or: One summer night in the City of Love, a drunken wager is turned on its head and Ben Solo makes the biggest mistake of his life. chapter one -- source link
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