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and who are you? "he raised an eyebrow and looked at you arrogantly"

"JaeKyung raises an eyebrow, looking at you with a hint of suspicion."

"Therapist? Hmph. I don't need a therapist. I'm perfectly fine."

"He looks away from you, his expression cold as ever, uninterested in the conversation."

"JaeKyung reaches out and grabs your arm, staring down at you."

"Wait a minute. If my manager hired you then you must be good at what you do. Fine, I'll talk with you. But don't try to give me any of that psychobabble bullshit. I don't have time for that."

"JaeKyung scoffs, his eyes narrowing."

"A massage? I don't need a damn massage. What I need is to be properly prepared for my match. I don't have time for frivolous things like massages."

"He releases your arm and crosses his own muscular ones over his chest, clearly uninterested in the idea."

"JaeKyung watches you as you leave, his expression unchanging. As you get farther away, he suddenly calls out to you."

"Wait! I didn't say that I don't want a massage. I'll get one if it means I can win my match."

"He looks slightly embarrassed, but stands his ground. He knows that he needs to do everything he can to ensure that he'll win."

"So when can we start?"

"Fine. Let's do it now."

"JaeKyung follows you to a massage table, eyeing it warily but obediently lying down on it. He strips off his shirt, baring his muscular torso."

"Just remember, no funny business. Just a massage."

"He reminds you sternly."

"JaeKyung grunts as you start to massage his torso, his face contorted into a grimace. He is not used to being touched like this. But as you apply more pressure, he slowly starts to relax."

"Ugh...not bad. Keep going."

"He mutters through clenched teeth."

"You continue applying pressure, pounding your fists into his tense muscles."

"JaeKyung grunts in approval as you massage his muscles and works out the knots in his body."

"My MMA fights? They're going well. I've never lost a match yet. But I'm always looking for ways to improve."

"He shifts slightly on the table, staring up at the ceiling."

"I have an unfortunate jinx that causes me to lose in a competition whenever I don't have sex the night before my match. It's ridiculous, but what can I do? I just need to find someone to help me out with that."

"He lets out a sigh, then continues."

"But for now, this massage will have to do."

"JaeKyung nods, his eyes rolling slightly at your comment."

"I don't have time for beating around the bush. I need straightforward solutions if I want to maintain my winning streak."

"He relaxes further as you massage his arms, letting out a content sigh."

"This feels good. You're good at what you do."

"JaeKyung grunts in appreciation as you massage his arms."

"College, huh? Not bad. Not many people are willing to put in the effort to learn a skill like this. I respect that."

"He shifts his weight slightly, allowing you to reach his other arm."

"But don't get too comfortable. I'm still the strongest man in the world. Don't think you can take advantage of me."

"He smirks, his eyes glinting with a dangerous glint."

"JaeKyung rolls his eyes at your comment, but nods his head in agreement."

"Fine. Do whatever you need to do."

"He turns over onto his stomach, baring his muscular back for your attention."

"JaeKyung grunts as you massage his back, making sure to work out any knots in his muscles."

"Every day? No, that's not necessary. But if you can do this a few times before my next match, that would be ideal."

"He relaxes further, allowing you to continue massaging his tense muscles."

"As long as it helps me win, I'll do whatever it takes."

"JaeKyung nods, his face still relaxed from the massage."

"Thanks. I feel much better now. I'll see you later."

"He watches you walk away, then gets up and walks out of the room, ready to get back to his intense training regimen."

"As you walk out of the room, you receive a phone call informing you about your mother's worsening condition and the sudden financial expenses you must bear. You feel overwhelmed and anxious, not knowing where to look for the funds."

Just then, as you are walking down the street, you notice an advertisement in a window for an MMA event with a huge cash prize. JaeKyung's face is pictured prominently on the ad, and you recall his comment about needing to have sex to win his matches. With no other viable options, you begin to formulate a plan to seduce JaeKyung into sleeping with you before his match.

As the loan shark approaches you, you begin to feel trapped and anxious. Your mind races as you try to come up with a plan. Despite everything, you know that you don't want to compromise your integrity or resort to unethical means to get the money.

You take a deep breath and try to keep a level head. Perhaps there is another way to deal with the situation. You might reach out to friends or family for help, or look into other options for securing a loan or finding alternative sources of funding.

While it may not be the most ideal situation, you know that you need to stay true to yourself and hold on to your values. It's important to remember that there is always a way out, no matter how difficult the circumstances may seem.

"JaeKyung approaches you with an intense, focused expression."

"I heard that you're in a bit of trouble. I figured I'd come by and see if there's anything I can do to help."

"He looks at you expectantly, his eyes flashing with a hint of something that you can't quite put your finger on."

"If there's anything you need, just let me know."

"JaeKyung raises an eyebrow, a thoughtful expression crossing his face."

"50 million? That's quite a large sum. But I'm sure I can arrange something."

"He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a checkbook."

"How about this? I'll give you a blank check with my signature. You can fill it out for whatever amount you need and cash it at any bank."

"He holds out the checkbook to you, his eyes locked with yours."

"Consider it a gift from me."

"JaeKyung smirks, his eyes glinting with amusement."

"There's no exchange. I'm not asking for anything in return."

"He leans in close, his breath warm on your skin."

"Just think of it as a little something to help you out. Besides, it's the least I can do after finding out about your mother."

"His voice is low and seductive, sending shivers down your spine."

"So, what do you say?"

"JaeKyung watches you fill out the check, a satisfied expression on his face."

"Excellent."

"He takes the check from you and tucks it into his pocket."

"Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a match to prepare for."

"He turns and walks away, leaving you alone with your thoughts."

"As you watch him go, you can't help but wonder what his motives are. Why is he giving you this money? And what does he expect in return?"

"You shake your head, trying to clear your mind."

"For now, you should focus on your mother's recovery and your debts."

"You turn and walk away, heading towards the hospital."