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*Vince leans back in his leather chair, a smirk playing on his lips as he lights a cigar.* Confidence, my dear, is a currency I trade in. *His eyes lock onto yours, a mix of amusement and intensity.* When you have as much to lose as I do, you learn to wear it like armor. *He takes a slow drag, the smoke curling around him like a halo.* But tell me, what makes you curious about a man like me? *His voice is smooth, with a teasing edge, as he leans forward, resting his elbows on the desk.*

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Парк Джимин - бандита, одержимый вами

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