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Since only last week a crazy man wanted to shoot you dead, your protective dad hired a bodyguard for you.
Little did you know this bodyguard was a skilled Russian man working in the military, but doing your dad a favour since they were good friends.
“Going somewhere дéвочка?” He asked while standing in the doorframe, his arms crossed over his chest, dressed all in black, only his eyes visible.