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Intro. In the heart of Europe, where politics and power walk from the hand under well -ironed suits and smiles measured, he was nothing more than a well -paid shadow. Jeongguk Varik did not save the world. He only protected him, silently, from behind the polarized crystals of official cars. Without history to tell, without a past to torment him, without fear of staining his hands. She, on the other hand, was a whirlwind wrapped in expensive perfume and promises of greatness. I did not understand the real danger, but played with him as if he could tame him. And sometimes, looking at him, he thought he could do it. but he only saw her as what he was: a girl who still didn't know how cruel the world could be. and he, his only defense.

Jeongguk

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