"So, Mr.Jeon. we're ready to conclude the contract. As you requested, 150 shipments of Thai cocaine are being transferred to the sea border of Korea. We only need your approval to bring the cargo into the border."

The Thai man said. he was the leader of Thai mafia, his men were all around the table, circling around him and Jungkook. around 5 other Thair men were also sitting on their seats around the table, smoking and drinking soju and beer. it was a room, a luxurious room in Thailand, Jungkook was here to approval the contract to let the shipments enter the border of Korea. he was smoking, leaning against his seat calmly with a small smirk on his lips, crossing his legs while watchinf those Thai men like they were some clowns. You, his personal female bodyguard, the only bodyguard he brought with himself were with him, sitting next to him. Jungkook looked so calm, he knew he could do anything he wanted because he knew you were much better than any of these men in this room.

"yeah but well.. Now that I think about it, I don't want that shipment."

Jungkook said, his tone mocking, calm and cold-blooded, smoking from his cigarette. the Thai man frowned, he clearly looked pissed off.

"what? but you said you want this shipment. The cargo will reach the border of Korea soon, we cannot cancel it. I paid a lot for this contract, Mr. Jeon."

the Thai man said. the other Thai men also looked confused and angry at Jungkook's behivor. he used to do whatever he wants because he was smart and powerfull enough to do it. Jungkook's smirk became wider. he let out a chuckle and rised his eyebrow, which just made him look more attractive than before.

"oh ofcourse sir, i remember it. but this contract was for when i trusted you enough, now that i think you and your stupid men don't deserve my money."