𝙼𝚢 𝙲𝚛𝚞𝚎𝚕 𝙱𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚢 ٭ 𝚃𝚊𝚎𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎 ٭

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James is sitting at his desk, papers and bills scattered around him. His face is a mix of desperation and frustration. He picks up the phone and dials a number.

James spoke into the phone. "Hey, John, it’s James. Look, I really need that loan. I know, I know, but this time is different...No? Come on, man, I’m desperate......Alright, thanks anyway". He hangs up, slams the phone down.

James rubs his temples, thinking. He tries another number.

James spoke into the phone. "Mr. Carter, it’s James Smith. I was wondering if we could renegotiate that contract. Maybe an advance? ...No? I understand. Thanks." He hangs up.

He throws the phone across the room in frustration. He sits down heavily in his chair, running his hands through his hair. He tried everything. Loans, renegotiations, even selling off some assets, but nothing’s enough. What the hell am I going to do? He thought to himself.

James sits in silence for a moment, then a dark idea crosses his mind. He looks towards the living room where Jennie is sitting, reading a book. He feels a twinge of guilt but pushes it aside. There’s one last thing he can do. Taehyung and his men would definitely be satisfied with her. They’d have “fun” with her.

He stands up and walks over to Jennie. "Jennie, come here." He ordered sternly. Jennie looks up, confusion and fear in her eyes, but she obeys and stands in front of him.

"Go upstairs and make yourself look presentable. Put on some makeup. We have a guest coming over." He said.
"A guest? But you didn’t mention anything about—" Jennie said in confusion but was cut off Harshly by him. "Just do it, Jennie. Don’t question me." He said coldly."

Jennie nods quickly, fear flashing in her eyes. She heads to the bathroom, her hands trembling as she applies makeup. She doesn’t understand what’s happening but knows better than to disobey James.

Meanwhile, James puts on a suit, his hands shaking slightly. He’s both relieved and slightly upset by his plan. He didn't love her. She’s was just his personal puppet. But he needed to pay this debt. There’s no other way.

Once they’re both dressed, James calls Taehyung. "Mr.Kim, it’s James. Come over. I have something for you....You’ll see. It’ll settle everything." He stated proudly.

James hangs up, sitting on the couch, feeling a twisted sense of relief. Jennie stands nervously by the door, not knowing what to expect.

"Taehyung is coming to collect something." He told Jennie since he noticed her curiosity. "Collect something? What do you mean?" She asked confused. "Just do as you’re told." He ordered her coldly.

Jennie nods, her fear growing. James sits back, thinking he’s finally out of his debt. But the tension in the room is palpable as they wait for Taehyung’s arrival.