#plotja au, inspired by The Foul manhwa scene; chapter 15
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Kim Dokja wonders if the rain could be blamed for this. The streets of Macau in a much more depressing state, the three-piece suit clad man infront of him looking amused.
He hated it but his words caught him -
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Kim Dokja wonders if the rain could be blamed for this. The streets of Macau in a much more depressing state, the three-piece suit clad man infront of him looking amused.
He hated it but his words caught him -
- off guard, his emotionless mask slowly dropping.
“If you get on the ship, I'll pay half of your debt.” Yoo Joonghyuk, CEO of N'Gai Company says as he stays underneath his umbrella while he, Kim Dokja, becomes soaked under the crying skies.
He frowned.
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“If you get on the ship, I'll pay half of your debt.” Yoo Joonghyuk, CEO of N'Gai Company says as he stays underneath his umbrella while he, Kim Dokja, becomes soaked under the crying skies.
He frowned.
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- “What is so important for me to do that you're willing to pay so much money?” He was endlessly patient but this was ridiculous.
Plotter hummed.
“Just do what you best; dealing.”
Kim Dokja was not delusional. Working as a mere dealer for a casino on-board won't garner -
Plotter hummed.
“Just do what you best; dealing.”
Kim Dokja was not delusional. Working as a mere dealer for a casino on-board won't garner -
- much income.
There is always a hint of danger lurking and his intuition was always correct.
The CEO reaches out a hand as Kim Dokja stays there, frozen in surprise as the next flow of words come through, like a hail storm.
“In return for my generosity however,” -
There is always a hint of danger lurking and his intuition was always correct.
The CEO reaches out a hand as Kim Dokja stays there, frozen in surprise as the next flow of words come through, like a hail storm.
“In return for my generosity however,” -
- A warm, scarred hand gently cups the side of his face underneath the rain, him becoming too stunned to protest.
“You belong to me entirely. An easy condition, right?”
Kim Dokja feels a protest forming only to go quiet as that same hand lifts his chin to look up at -
“You belong to me entirely. An easy condition, right?”
Kim Dokja feels a protest forming only to go quiet as that same hand lifts his chin to look up at -
- heterochromia orbs, glinting darkly.
“If you finish your job well, I'll pay the rest of your debt, my little dealer.”
God, Kim Dokja thinks, a philanthropist shouldn't have such cold eyes.
This good luck was cursed and all he does is fall into it.
What a life.
“If you finish your job well, I'll pay the rest of your debt, my little dealer.”
God, Kim Dokja thinks, a philanthropist shouldn't have such cold eyes.
This good luck was cursed and all he does is fall into it.
What a life.
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