Being the leader of the most ruthless Mafia gang in Seoul, Jeon Jungkook is known to be a person with a heart of stone, never showing a single emotion except anger. He have everything, money, power and a look that can make anyone fall for him. No on...
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A good-looking man in his twenties sat in a chair, going through some files when the door to his office was knocked. Releasing a frustrated sigh, he muttered a "Come in," with his deep, authoritative voice. Receiving his permission, five tall and handsome men and a beautiful girl entered.
"JK, we got a problem," a handsome man with glasses said.
After putting the file he was reading aside, the man finally gave his attention to the ones who had entered his office. But when he saw someone who didn't belong there, he scoffed lightly before saying,
"What the fuck are you doing here, Aisha? I've told you a thousand times that you can't come here! Don't you understand what I'm saying?"
The girl visibly flinched for a second, but then she smiled innocently and said,
"Why can't I be here, Jungkookie? I'm a member of Blue Den too. I have the right to come here."
"First of all, you can't talk to Jungkook like that. If you don't remember, he's the Boss. And if he didn't give permission, then that means you don't have any right to be here," a man said, his sunshine smile on display as if he was mocking her.
"But Hobi hyung, she is a member of the inner circle too," a small man with ash-blonde hair spoke up. He didn't like how his boss and his hyung were talking to the girl.
"Who said she's a member of the inner circle, Park? Did I say it?" Jungkook asked the boy named Park Jimin in his stern voice. "And YOU!!!, don't call me that name, this is your last warning. Call me JK if you don't want to get killed by me. Now get lost," he said to the girl.
Aisha gritted her teeth in anger. She didn't know why, but every time she tried to make a move on Jungkook, Jung Hoseok seemed to be not so fond of the idea. She muttered a small "yes, JK" and left the room, closing the door behind her with a soft click.
"Now, Namjoon, tell me what is the problem that you were going to discuss," Jungkook said to the one with glasses, shifting his focus back to the group.
But before Namjoon could answer, a deadly handsome man spoke, "Yah, you may be the boss, but you should respect your elders first."
Namjoon muttered a small "Jinnie," fearing what JK would do to him. After all, Jungkook was the most unpredictable man in the world.
"Oh please, not now, Seokjin. This is working hours," Jungkook uttered rudely, his irritation visible.
"JK, another member was killed last night,leaving no trace. The killer left a note on his forehead," Namjoon said, frowning with concern.
