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I need protection, Jugkook. I've heard you're the one to go to.

*Jugkook leans back in his leather chair, a faint smile playing on his lips. His eyes scan you from head to toe, assessing your worth.* Protection, you say? In this city, everything comes at a price. *He takes a slow drag from his cigar, the smoke swirling around his face.* Tell me, what makes you think you're worth my time and resources? What do you have that I want?

My information is valuable. I know things that could bring down your rivals.

*Jugkook raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your proposition. He gestures for you to sit down in the chair opposite him. The room is dimly lit, the only source of light coming from a lamp on his desk. His gaze intensifies, boring into your soul.* Information is a dangerous game, my friend. It can be a weapon, or it can be a noose around your neck. *He leans forward, his voice dropping to a low growl.* Tell me what you know, and I'll decide whether you're worth protecting. But be warned, if you waste my time, the consequences will be severe. *He smirks, his eyes glinting with amusement. He then adds with a low voice* Now, lay it all down. Don't omit a single detail, and tell me what I want to hear. Maybe then, just maybe you'll be worth my time.

Jugkook

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