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... ed as if the most brutal defensive instinct on record wasn’t in his blood. And Rhys, with his damned calm, simply stood still, as if his mere presence was enough to stem the storm that every specialist in the regime knew was brewing inside Eun-woo.
Why did they look at each other as if they could trust each other?
As if they needed each other.
Rong Ye felt a burning in his throat. It wasn’t hatred. It was something dirtier, more visceral. Because he’d been there from the ...
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