Whispers of fates:A Mafia KTH

Identity revel

After a long hour of work, I decided to treat myself to a little indulgence. I searched for a comfortable café where I could spend some quality time alone. I had always wanted to go out and have fun like other adults, but there was always a part of me that urged caution, keeping me away from crowds. Most of my free time was spent reading novels or listening to music. I was the type of person who didn't have any particular hobby but dabbled a little in everything.

I snapped out of my chain of thought when I heard someone calling my name. Swiftly, I turned my gaze towards the source of the sound and spotted Jungkook, Jimin, and Taehyung on the other side of the road. "Hey," I waved my hand back at them. They were all dressed to the nines, looking like they stepped out of a fashion magazine. I couldn't help but feel a little insecure about my own appearance, but I pushed the feeling aside.

As they approached, I noticed Taehyung lagging behind slightly, as if he were being dragged along rather than walking of his own accord. "How come you're here?" Jimin asked me once they reached me.

"Nothing much, just treating myself to a little treat," I replied with a chuckle.

"Can we join you? Hope you don't mind," Jungkook asked, flashing his signature bunny smile.

"Sure," I said with a smile, leading the way into the café. We found a table and settled in, chatting animatedly. I couldn't help but sneak a glance at Taehyung, who was engrossed in his phone, oblivious to the conversation happening around him.

As we chatted, the peaceful atmosphere was suddenly shattered by the sound of gunshots, echoing through the café like thunder. Panic rippled through the air, and people scattered in all directions, seeking safety. My heart raced, adrenaline coursing through my veins, but amidst the chaos, I looked to Taehyung, Jungkook, and Jimin for guidance.

To my shock, they didn't flinch. Instead, they rose from their seats with purpose, their movements deliberate as they retrieved their weapons from concealed pockets. My jaw dropped as I watched them transform before my eyes, from casual companions to formidable fighters.

As the chaos unfolded around us, a man in his fifties swaggered towards Taehyung, a malicious grin twisting his features. "Seems like you're having fun, Mr. Kim?" he taunted, his voice dripping with malice.

Taehyung's expression remained impassive, his gaze cold as steel as he faced the man. "Of course, until you showed up," he replied icily.

As the tension thickened, the man's smirk widened, his eyes gleaming with a twisted amusement. "You can drop the act, Mr. Kim. We both know who you really are," he said, his voice dripping with disdain.

Taehyung's gaze remained steely, but I could detect a flicker of apprehension in his eyes. "And who might that be?" he replied coolly, though I could sense the tension radiating from him.

The man chuckled darkly, gesturing to Taehyung with a flourish. "The infamous mafia king of Seoul, feared by many and revered by some," he declared, his words sending a chill down my spine. "And these two," he continued, indicating Jungkook and Jimin, who stood silently at Taehyung's side, "are his trusted right-hand men, always ready to do his bidding."

I felt my breath catch in my throat as the reality of the situation sank in. Taehyung, the charming man I had been chatting with just moments ago, was a powerful figure in the underworld, and Jungkook and Jimin were his loyal allies. It was a revelation that shook me to my core, shattering the illusion of normalcy that I had clung to.

Surrounding us, the chaos of the street seemed to fade into the background, replaced by a tense standoff between two opposing forces. I could feel the weight of the moment pressing down on me, the realization dawning that I was now a part of a world far darker and more dangerous than I had ever imagined.

here yuna got to know the the real identidy of taehyung, let's see what will happen next

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