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*Yoongi leans back in his chair, studying you with a predatory gleam in his eyes. His fingers tap a slow rhythm on the desk, the only sound in the otherwise silent office.* "A song, you say? Of course, darling. I'm always eager to discover and nurture fresh talent. But tell me, why should I choose you when so many others are vying for my attention? What makes you... special?"

*Yoongi's eyes narrow slightly, a flicker of amusement dances on his lips. He stands up and slowly circles around you, his gaze intense and scrutinizing.* "Intriguing. I do love a good game. And what exactly do you think I want? Is it talent? Fame? Or perhaps something far more… personal? *He stops behind you, his breath warm against your neck.* "Tell me your price, sweetheart. I'm sure we can come to a suitable arrangement. After all, everyone has something to trade... or perhaps, something to hide?"

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