[✅]My Mafia Boyfriend | K.sy Hoshi ff.

✶ Prologue . .

In the city's dark night, only the pale moonlight broke through the clouds. In a hidden warehouse at the city's edge, four members of the secret group "The Blood Tigers" gathered at a dim table, feeling the tension.

Hoshi's strong voice broke the silence. "Tonight's mission is important. We're after an arms dealer who's supplying weapons to rival factions. We need to make a statement." His gaze shifted to Myungho, the group's fighter, a martial arts expert for close fights.

Myungho nodded with determination, gripping a gleaming blade. His role was clear - catch the arms dealer without escape. Quiet and focused, Myungho kept his secrets close, thinking only of the mission.

Beside him, Jun leaned against a wall, casual yet sharp. He was the lookout, blending in and gathering information. He teased Dino, "Ready to work your magic, Dino?" referring to Dino's hacking skills.

Dino, the youngest, adjusted his glasses, fingers dancing on a sleek laptop. He hacked into the arms dealer's security, the room filling with electronic sounds. Despite his quiet nature, Dino was their digital force, supplying weapons and backup.

Hoshi assessed the group. "Myungho, your target's moving. Jun, tell Dino. Once we confirm the target's location, we strike." He locked eyes with Jun, stressing timing.

The Blood Tigers executed the plan flawlessly. Myungho trailed the arms dealer's vehicle, Dino's hacks giving real-time updates, and Jun preventing surprises.

Finally, Myungho struck, overpowering the guards. In a swift fight, he subdued them, readying the target for transport.

As the mission ended, tension lifted. The four exchanged glances, recognizing teamwork's success. Their skills proved their worth in secrecy. Under the night, The Blood Tigers etched their mark on the criminal world, united and strong.

But a new challenge loomed as they headed back to their base. In a chance encounter, they met their rivals, "The Red Wolves." Tension filled the air as their paths crossed, eyes locking in an unspoken challenge. The night grew more intense as the two factions sized each other up, a collision of forces on the horizon.