✿ Jennie is in a muddy situation which she can't escape. She figures there's no way out of her situation, Therefore she accepts it. Until a mysterious man changes her life forever, she's scared and confused. Jennie isn't ready for this life But he w...
Taehyung was called into the meeting room, his face set in a stern expression. The guards had failed their mission. They were supposed to murder a group of targets, but they had botched the job, leaving their targets bleeding and alive. Only Jungkook, the youngest, had managed to kill his target.
Taehyung's anger simmered as he faced his guards. "You had one job," he snapped. "Is it really that hard to finish it? My men can't always clean up your mess. I even sent Jungkook with you. Was it really that difficult?"
The guards stood before him, eyes downcast, trembling slightly. They could feel the intensity of his disappointment and rage. Jungkook, standing among them, teared up. Being the sensitive one, he couldn't help but feel the weight of their collective failure.
"I'm sorry, hyung," Jungkook said, his voice cracking. "They didn't get the job done, and I couldn't..."
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Taehyung took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. He couldn't afford to lose his temper with Jungkook, who had done his part. "You did a good job, kook. This isn't on you. It's their fault," he said, pointing a finger at the guards. Taehyung stepped closer to Jungkook and ruffled his hair. "You may leave kook." He said softly.
Jungkook nodded, wiping away his tears. "Thank you, hyung," he whispered before walking out of the room.
Once the door closed, Taehyung collapsed into his chair, still fuming. He lit a cigarette, the smoke swirling around him as he tried to collect his thoughts.
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His mind raced with anger and frustration at the incompetence of his guards. They had one simple task, and they failed. How could they be so careless?
He exhaled slowly, the smoke curling into the air. He needed to get a grip. These kinds of mistakes couldn't be tolerated. His reputation, and the safety of his family, depended on efficiency and precision. The thought of their failure gnawed at him, making his blood boil anew. He would need to take drastic measures to ensure this never happened again. The next mission would not be left to chance.
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