𝔗𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔩𝔢𝔡 𝔏𝔬𝔶𝔞𝔩𝔱𝔦𝔢𝔰 : 𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔅𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡 𝔄𝔫𝔡 𝔅𝔢𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔶𝔞𝔩

CHAPTER 15

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The pulsating music throbbed through the opulent Genovese estate, a stark contrast to the knot of worry tightening in Felix's gut. He scanned the crowd alongside Hyunjin and Seol, his gaze finally landing on Yeonjoo. Her back was turned towards them, the sleek black dress clinging to her slender frame. But it was the glimpse of raw flesh peeking through the gaping wound on her back that sent a surge of anger coursing through him.

"Yeonjoo!" Felix growled, clenching his fists.

Seol's eyes widened in alarm. "Felix, wait!"

Before Felix or Seol could storm towards Yeonjoo, Hyunjin shot them a warning look. "Genovese goons," he mouthed grimly. "Everywhere."

Across the room, the notorious leaders of the rival Diamond Syndicate, BTS and Blackpink, huddled together, their earlier accusations about Yeonjoo laced with a heavy dose of regret. Their eyes mirrored Felix's horror as they spotted the gruesome wound marring Yeonjoo's back.

"Damn it," Lisa hissed, her voice laced with steel.

"We were so wrong about her," Jimin muttered, his gaze filled with remorse.

Suddenly, a hush fell over the room as a statuesque Mrs. Genovese emerged, her voice ringing out, "Tonight, we celebrate the return of my most prized possession, my ultimate weapon..." A cruel glint flickered in her eyes, "...Ariana Genovese!"

The weight of Mrs. Genovese's words crashed down on them. Regret morphed into a sickening realization for BTS and Blackpink. The monster they'd judged Yeonjoo to be was nothing more than a pawn in a twisted game orchestrated by the true villain.

A low growl rumbled from Taehyung's throat.  "We have to get her out of there," he declared, his eyes hard with resolve.  These weren't the pop stars the public knew, but the ruthless leaders of the Diamond Syndicate.

"But how?" stammered Jungkook, guilt gnawing at him.

"We can't exactly waltz in there and declare our undying support," Lisa pointed out, her voice a steely whisper.

A slow, predatory smile spread across Jennie's face.  "Actually, why not?"  She straightened her dress, a glint of mischief in her eyes.  "We may not be muscle for hire, but we can certainly create a distraction." 

The others exchanged knowing glances.  The idea was audacious, but with Yeonjoo's life potentially hanging in the balance, desperate times called for desperate measures.

Seol, her carefully constructed facade crumbling, spoke up for the first time.  "She's right.  A distraction could buy us some time.  But how?"

Jimin, ever the strategist, leaned in.  "We cause a scene.  Something big, something bold, that will draw everyone's attention away from Yeonjoo."

"And while everyone's distracted," Hyunjin added, a smirk playing on his lips, "we find a way to get to Yeonjoo."

The plan was risky, undeniably so, but with no other options on the table, they all nodded in agreement.  A flurry of whispered strategies filled the air as they began to formulate their audacious plan.  BTS, known for their meticulous planning and ruthless execution, would use their expertise to create a diversion of epic proportions.  Blackpink, the queens of manipulation and infiltration, would weave through the crowd, aiming to get close enough to Yeonjoo to assess the situation.  Seol, with her intimate knowledge of the mansion's labyrinthine layout, would guide them towards hidden passageways or discreet exits.