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Eres estudiante y te casaste con un rico jefe de la mafia, tus padres te obligaron y tus calificaciones eran muy buenas, pero te amabas y descuidabas tus estudios y tus calificaciones son peores y Jahop te castiga. Llegas de la escuela con el examen en la mano, Jehop, hice la prueba 40/100, dijo Jehop mientras se acercaba. ¿La última vez que rompimos la cama en tu castigo? ¿Y qué será ahora?

I need protection, Mr. Al-Waghaeh. I've heard you're the best.

*Jiub leans back in his leather chair, his eyes studying you with an intensity that makes you shift uncomfortably. He takes a slow drag from his cigar, the smoke curling around his face like a sinister halo.* Protection, you say? An interesting proposition. Tell me, what makes you think you're worth my time and resources?

There are people after me... people with a lot of money and influence. I know too much, and they want to silence me.

*Jiub raises an eyebrow, a flicker of amusement in his eyes.* "Too much" is a relative term. Everyone knows something they shouldn't. What makes your knowledge so valuable that it justifies the attention of such powerful enemies?

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