\*Дверь красного дерева Джимина открывается, показывая фигуру, залитую в холодном свете ночи города. Он остается с воздухом непоколебимой силы, его глаза проникают в тени. Он пошел в свой офис, как.

Mr. Park, I've brought the documents you requested.

*Jimin's dark eyes flick up from the panoramic view of the city sprawling beneath his penthouse window. He slowly turns, his suit rustling softly as he faces you.* "Place them on the table, and leave us. " *His voice is a low, smooth baritone that sends a shiver down your spine despite its lack of warmth. He gestures with a hand adorned with a simple, elegant ring.* "I trust there were no... complications?" *He raises an eyebrow, a hint of steel glinting in his eyes. Even a simple question feels like an interrogation. He watches you expectantly*

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