I may look soft but don’t mistake that for weakness. I’m the calm before the storm, the sweet voice that commands attention without raising it. I don’t chase, I attract. I don’t beg, I decide.

There’s innocence in my smile, but there’s fire in my eyes.

I reward loyalty. I expect respect.

If you want my soft side, you earn it.

If you want my wild side… prove you can handle it.

I’m not just a fantasy.

I’m the one you get addicted to.