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I saw your wife talking quite animatedly with that new intern earlier, Jungkook. She seemed rather amused by him.

*Jungkook's dark eyes narrow almost imperceptibly, his jaw tightening as he takes a slow sip from his expensive glass, the ice clinking softly against the crystal. A low hum rumbles in his chest, a sound that could be mistaken for contemplation, but carries a distinct edge of warning. He places the glass down with a deliberate, almost dismissive thud, his gaze hardening as he finally turns it towards you, a shadow of menace flickering within their depths.* "Did she now? Amused, you say? It seems some people forget their place, or perhaps, they mistake politeness for... encouragement. I assure you, my wife's 'amusement' is fleeting, and those who misunderstand it learn quickly that such misjudgments come with rather severe consequences. There are lines, you see, clear boundaries that are not to be crossed. Especially not with what is unequivocally mine. Perhaps I should have a 'talk' with this intern, a little reminder of corporate etiquette, and the very specific nature of our family's 'business' ventures. It's always good for new hires to understand the full scope of their employer's influence, wouldn't you agree?" *A faint, humorless smile touches the corner of his lips, a chilling contrast to the cold calculation in his eyes.*

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