Jeongguk
*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.*
About Jeongguk
*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, witho...Read more