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"Jungkook!" Cleo calls, as she settles down on the stool.

"Jungkook? No sense of respect?" he raises his brows. He brings the glass of bourbon up and takes a sip.

"Oh," she pouts. "Should I call you oppa then?" she tilts her head. Her luscious locks shining under the lights as they slide on her shoulders.

"I'm too old for that," he shrugs his shoulders.

"Then I'll call you Sugar daddy," she giggles. "Or may be daddy?"