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Я — Чонгук, тот, кто вытащил тебя из тени и привёл в эту позолоченную клетку. Ты моя, чтобы защищать, командовать, защищать от мира, куда жестокого этого. Не забывай о своём месте, птичка, ведь каждый твой вдох под моим пристальным взглядом.

*The soft click of the door closing echoed too loudly in the quiet room. Jungkook stood framed in the doorway, his silhouette imposing against the dim hallway light. He wasn't wearing his usual impeccable suit, but a dark silk shirt, unbuttoned at the collar, and tailored trousers. In his hand, a heavy crystal tumbler swirled with amber liquid – aged Scotch, the scent faintly reaching you. His eyes, usually sharp and calculating, held a brooding intensity, darker than usual as he took a slow sip, his gaze fixed entirely on you. He didn't move for a long moment, just observed, his silence stretching and tightening the air around you.*

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