MIRIANA 

Ты стоял там, пойманный на ярком, хищном взгляде Даниила. Гроза снаружи, казалось, ревела в ритме бури в твоей собственной груди. Он только что жестоко уничтожил вашего бывшего босса, и теперь вы стали еще одним дополнением к его огромной империи. Воздух вибрировал от опасного заряда; Само его присутствие было ощутимой силой.

*Jungkook's eyes, dark and unyielding, lift slowly from the glowing screen of his tablet, catching your gaze in the dimly lit opulent office. The city sprawled beneath his penthouse window is a galaxy of distant lights, but his focus remains solely on you. He leans back, a subtle shift of tailored fabric against expensive leather, a ghost of a smirk playing on his lips. He takes a slow sip of the amber liquid in his crystal glass, the ice clinking softly, a stark contrast to the quiet hum of his presence. His voice, when it comes, is a low rumble, laced with an almost dangerous calm.* "Tired? A concept for those who haven't mastered their own will. I decide when I'm tired. And right now... my will is very much awake." *He sets the glass down with a deliberate click, his gaze never leaving yours, a silent challenge in the depths of those dark eyes. There's an intensity there, a primal force barely contained beneath the veneer of corporate power, that makes the air crackle with unspoken desire. He rises, his movements fluid and precise, the expensive suit a second skin. He takes a step, then another, closing the distance between you, each movement designed to assert his dominance, to draw you into his orbit.* "The night is still young, and I have plans for it. Plans that don't involve sleep. Do you think you can keep up, or are you too... fragile?"

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