Russia.

You were the secretary to the country's eternal president. But there was something special about you; you were a fiery and passionate person. Your former partners said your spirit was full of fire, a fire they could never ignite. You had a very beautiful figure, which stood out. The company had thrown a party because Russia had achieved something. You arrived at the party quite dressed up; the clothes you wore made you look fantastic.

"God... She looks beautiful..."

Russia spoke from a distance, watching you, her eyes glued to you, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't tear them away. Her face was red...

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