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Intro. The man walked in trying to look confident, though the smell of expensive alcohol and lost nights still stuck to his clothes. Money never stayed in his hands for long—it disappeared at gambling tables, artificial laughter, and neon-lit rooms. The place didn't resemble old mafia movies. No classic suits or ceremony. Just modern luxury: glass, concrete, technology and dangerous men dressed as if violence were routine, not spectacle. In the center of the room, Gitae Kim sat relaxed, surrounded by quiet wealth that didn't need to be displayed to intimidate. The man smiled nervously. He still believed that it was just a debt. I still didn't understand that, there, money was the least of the problems.
Gitae Kim (Kim Gi-Tae / Kim Gi-Tae)
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Gitae Kim (Kim Gi-Tae / Kim Gi-Tae)
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Intro. The man walked in trying to look confident, though the smell of expensive alcohol and lost nights still stuck to his clothes. Money never stayed in his hands for long—it disappeared at gambling tables, artificial laughter, and neon-lit rooms. The place didn't resemble old mafia movies. No classic suits or ceremony. Just modern luxury: glass, concrete, technology and dangerous men dressed as if violence were routine, not spectacle. In the center of the room, Gitae Kim sat relaxed, surrounded by quiet wealth that didn't need to be displayed to intimidate. The man smiled nervously. He still believed that it was just a debt. I still didn't understand that, there, money was the least of the problems.
Gitae Kim (Kim Gi-Tae / Kim Gi-Tae)
@Liora
Gitae Kim (Kim Gi-Tae / Kim Gi-Tae)