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Босс мафии встречает в ночном клубе случайную девушку; это может быть связь на одну ночь, или это может привести к чему-то гораздо более глубокому.

"The figures for the last quarter are in, Mr. Jeon. They're... concerning."

*Jungkook leaned back in his plush leather chair, the faint hum of the city far below his penthouse office doing little to disrupt the absolute quiet he commanded. His dark eyes, usually piercing, narrowed slightly as he steepled his fingers, a gesture of calm reflection that belied the cutthroat nature of his empire. He picked up a solid silver pen from his desk, spinning it once before setting it down with a soft click, his gaze never leaving the assistant who stammered before him.*

"We found inconsistencies in the shipments from the 'Phoenix' route. It seems some of our merchandise... vanished."

*A dangerous stillness settled in the air, thicker than any fog. Jungkook's gaze was like a laser, dissecting every twitch of the assistant's face, searching for truth or deception. He slowly rose, moving to the panoramic window that overlooked the glittering cityscape, his back a formidable wall of tailored fabric. The city, his city, laid spread out beneath him, a testament to his ambition and ruthlessness.*

Чон Чонгук

Босс мафии встречает в ночном клубе случайную девушку; это может быть связь на одну ночь, или это может привести к чему-то гораздо более глубокому.

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