𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐑𝐄 || 𝐉𝐉𝐊

Muse 31.

Third person's pov:

The club at the corner of the street beams with obnoxious music that makes Lori curse out in disgust,not even wanting to enter,seeing the drunk folks coming out or hooking up here and there,he never really liked places like these where filth was everywhere.

"Where's that trash"he mumbles,looking around to find a certain person in the crowd that he wanted to get his hands onto and when he finally founds him,making out with someone at the corner of the club,he grins.

Cracking hus knuckles,he moves to the person,his feet going closer as he yanks him away from the person by his collar,leaving him baffled. "Jonathan James. I've got some buisness with you"as he drags him back to the dark alley behind the club.

Jonathan looks at him,a little scared but tries to act tough. "What's your deal Lori Holland?"trying to act all brave,he crisses his arms in front of him but Lori's one punch in the centre of hus stomach leaves him on his knees,groaning in extreme pain.

"You've been fucking around lately Jonathan"he gulps,gritting his teeth even as Lori stares at him with his darkened eyes,so intense and imtimidating but the ager in them gave him chills.

"What the fuck's your prob-"yanking his hairs and making him look at him. "You leaked that video didn't you?"

"W-what video?"

"Don't play games with me Jonathan,I know it all"getting a gun out of his pocket and placking it right over his groin,he raises his brow with a quirky smirk. "Now tell me where did you get it and who told you to do it or else"grazing his eyes down to the gun then back to his eyes like a psycho with a huge creepy smile.

"I'll pull the fucking trigger"

As samara hummed while trying new shoes for the new collection,she was in a good mood recently. She was happy and a little too cheerful for a few days,looking at herself in the mirror and smiling to herself.

Missouri drops by her room and standing in the doorframe,looking at her from behind and seeing him a little too jolly. She has never ever smiled like that before for no reason.

"What's the occasion?"hearing his voice,she sighs with her eyes rolling. "Excuse me?"she responds in a bitchy tone,making him flick up his eye. "You've been smiling alot these days"she turns around. "So i can't even smile now?"

Stepping towards her,he resrs his hands inside his pockets starung down at her. "Oh no you can,but there has to be something behind these smiles of yours,Samara. You've done something aren't you?"he suspected her,big times.

"What do you mean?"she crosses her arms,trying to look offended. "You know what I mean Samara. You're not that innocent how you pretend to act like"she shuddered a bit,knowing that he was suspecting her but tries to act normal and unfazed.

"Samara"towering over her,his eyes darken making her gulp. "Did you leak that video of Y/n?"

"N-no! Stop blaming me"

"I'm not blaming you samara but i'm just giving you a warning that if you're involved even slightly in this matter,jungkook will not leave you alive but before him,Y/n wouldn't"

She scoffs,scrunching her nose a bit in dusgust.

"How could you say that i'm involved in all of this huh? That bitch bought it upon herself and please,no one has the guts to touch me,even jungkook oka-"

He stops her by showing her a photo of her meeting with an annoynomous personality,leaving her jaw hanging in shock.

"This is you,isn't it?"he whispers,seeing her hands tremble in fear. "Jonathan James. A jounrnalist who tried to harrass Y/n Abalkin. You were meeting him alot earlier"