The ghost, The nightmare, The most dangerous mafia king the city had ever whispered about.
People said he ruled the shadows that every crime, every deal, every silent kill that happened under the dark lights happened under his watch. They said he was heartless, merciless, a monster dressed in black.
But that wasn't the truth.
V never hurt the innocent. He killed only those who deserved it the ones who crossed lines, spilled innocent blood or destroyed families for fun.
That made him a criminal in the eyes of the law... But in the eyes of the poor, the broken, and the powerless?
He was a savior.
Once, he was even called "the kind mafia." Once, his hands helped more people than they hurt.
Until the day his heart died.
Until the day she died.
She wasn't an ordinary woman.
In fact, in the underworld she was a The Mafia Queen.
She was everything he wasn't supposed to love sharp, soft-hearted, deadly, graceful, and always hidden behind a mask no one had ever seen her take off. The mystery of her face only made her more irresistible to him.
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V never needed to see the skin beneath that mask. He fell for her voice. Her courage. Her heart.
He fell in love with the girl everyone feared but no one truly knew.
And just when he was finally ready to confess when their feelings hovered on the edge of becoming something real she was taken from him.
Not by an enemy gang. Not by a rival mafia.
But the very person swore to protect the city:
Police Officer Jeon Jungkook.
A single bullet. A single shot. And the Queen fell.
Why? Because she was "dangerous." Because the police wanted her gone. Because she carried a power they couldn't control.
They didn't even let V see her body. Didn't let him say goodbye.
The police hid everything. Destroyed all traces of her. Left him with nothing but a blood-stained mask and a shattered soul.
And the kind mafia king died that day. What rose in his place was something colder, sharper... monstrous.
For months, V drowned in alcohol, rage, and loneliness waiting, planning, and breathing revenge.
And finally... the day arrived.
Officer Jeon Jungkook - the man who killed his Queen - was getting married.
How sweet. How beautiful. How perfect.
V laughed when he heard the news.
Because he wasn't going to let that wedding end with vows and kisses.
No, no.
He was going to end it with ruin. The same way Jungkook ended his life.
The bride? Even better - she was the police chief's daughter.
