Dark Light || Yoonmin ||

Prologue

"How many are left in the dungeon?"

"Just three of them, boss."

"Alright, bring all three and tie them down."

Three blank-suit men had dragged another three men, who just looked like bloody pulps with their dried, blood-covered bodies. They were not fully conscious, but still, they were breathing and alive for their own sake, but they knew death could bring them more peace right now.

A man with pale skin, a tattooed arm, and thick dark hair dragged a chair while putting a cigarette between his thin lips before shedding a look at the men who was now kneeling in front of him all blindfolded.

"Paul..."

"Yes sir"

A cold bucket of ice water was thrown onto the three kneeling men, and as the blindfold pulled away from their faces the one who in the middle had just fell backward like a tree dropping to the ground.

"Start"
The man sitting in the middle demanded as he calmly enjoyed his smoke and blew it out right on the face of the man in the middle who looked the weakest among all.

"You better fucking talk. You were ten in total, but now it's only you three are left. The faster you respond, the sooner you get a chance to see the day light"

A bold-faced man who had previously been addressed as Paul by the leader of the gang said this to the three kneeling men who were struggling to keep their eyes open after been blindfolded nearly for three days.

"Who was it?"
The tattooed pale man, who was the boss to all the men who were fully dressed in black following his each and every word , questioned while pinching his nose bridge. Meanwhile a girl dressed in red sexy evening dress just gracefully walked inside with a tray that holds a glass and a bottle of whisky. The man has gulped down the poured shot even without adding any ice as his eyes just viciously fixated on three men who were squirming and suffering at his feet.

"Not now Laila"
The girl who knelt between the tattooed man's legs withdrawn her hands that was reaching the man's pants in mid way and just slowly stand up and walked away shedding a look to the three kneeling men.

"So once again! Who the fuck is your boss?"

"Don't talk. It is the oath. We better die rather than reveal the organisation."

"Oh woah! Someone brave is here."

The pale man,the boss, chuckled as he pushed his thick, dark hair back and clapped his hands at the kneeling man in the left corner. Then he has just walked up to the just-talked man with a pocket pistol that he drags from his waist belt.

''Bravery needs an extra treat."

*Shooting sound*

"Goodbye mate! Your bravery will appreciated in heaven"

He chuckled and growl 'Who will be the next?' as he took the pistol out of the dead man's mouth only to walk back to sit on his seat.

"Scared? Ah.....Yes! Yes! Cool death is a price here. That's a treat."
He chuckled maniacally at the remaining two men who were too stunned to speak.

Two black suit men had just dragged the dead body as the pale shooter poured another shot into his glass.

"Who. Is. Your. Boss?"

"Zee, don't tell them. If they get to know you betrayed them, he will kill your wife and child."

It was the man next to the man who was previously in the middle.

"Paul, check them for any monitors."

"It's useless. You, no, even we can't remove it. The monitor is embedded in our skin".
The man paid his hand, which had some shining silver chip slightly visible on his skin that shines with a silve glee.

"Just take him out and ask him to further check into this"

"Yes boss"

The remaining man had helplessly looked at the way how his subordinate dragged away making him left all alone in the room. He knew his time had come, but it wasn't like he had any choice.

"Listen, just tell me my answer. I will make sure you leave here alive."

"Leaving here alive didn't ensure my safety. The organisation will anyway kill me right after I set my feet outside. So just kill me now and end this here. I am begging you, please don't put my family in danger. I am only doing this because I have no choice."

"Where you were at the moment, doesn't allow any kind of radio signal in and out. It doesn't even allow satellite signals, so it's fine to talk."

"I want a glass of water"

"The pale man had put his whiskey glass next to the man.

"Have it"

But without gulping it down, the man has started to dip his finger in the liquid and write something on the dry cement floor.

The tattooed man had just kneeled next to the tied-up injured man, who was keeping scribbling on the floor.

"Parks!"

That was what the man wrote on the floor, and in the next minute, he had just collapsed on the floor.

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Update: 13/10/2023

Hello, this gonna be a mafia AU but will be different than what you expect it to be! (Wink 😉 )

So guys add this to your library now because I might take sometime to update the chapters. But you know this right? Once I start to work on a book I will not ever abandoned my work in the middle. So this mean we gonna meet each other again!

Awww I am excited!

This will be....um....I won't say you a thing! Stay curious guys! Will start to update this soon.

Love you
Yours,
twinklytinygirl