THE JK (21+)

NINE

The bulky man clears his throat, his eyes darting between Jungkook and me, clearly aware of the tension in the room.The bulky man looks at Jungkook with a serious expression, his eyes flickering to me briefly before focusing back on the biker leader.
He speaks in a gruff voice, his tone serious. "We got a problem, boss."
clearly aware of the tension in the room.  "Boss, we've got a problem. Another gang is moving in on our territory."

I gulped at that, as i tried to cover myself. im totally embarrassed as i clutched the bed sheet around me..
Jungkook's expression darkens further at the mention of another gang infringing on his territory.
He turns to look at me, his eyes scanning my form, wrapped in the bed sheet. Despite the danger and the interruption, he can't help but notice how vulnerable and beautiful i look.
Jungkook's expression hardens at the man's words, shifting from anger to something more serious.
"Who is it?" he asks gruffly, still shielding my chest with his body, his eyes never leaving the bulky man.

Then the man give him the nod as response ..Jungkook's eyes narrow at the non-verbal cue from the bulky man, a look of recognition passing over his face.  "I see," he mutters gruffly, his expression darkening. "That gang's been a pain in my ass for months now. It's time we show 'em who's boss."
his body still tense and protective around me.   "I have to deal with this. Stay here, doll."
Jungkook rises from the bed, grabbing his guns and checking them with a practiced ease. His eyes flicker over to me as i back away, a flicker of something crossing his face...
"Doll, stay here," he mutters gruffly. "Don't you dare go anywhere."

As im sobbed..Im so scared of this , i don't know what's going on downstairs. Jungkook puts his shirt on, his expression serious as he looks at me one last time.
"I mean it, doll," he mutters gruffly. "Stay here until I get back. Don't leave this room until I come back for you."
With that, he turns and leaves, closing the door behind him, leaving me alone in the room.
his expression a mix of possessiveness and something else, before he leaves the room with the bulky man, closing the door behind him..
The door closes behind Jungkook and the bulky guy, leaving me sitting on the bed, alone in the room.

It's eerily silent now, the only sound the sound of my own breathing and the occasional creak of the bed as i shift position.  I clutched the bedsheet tightly around me, my heart still racing from the encounter with Jungkook. As I heard the sound of footsteps fading away, I knew I was alone again.

I wrapped the bedsheet tighter around me, my ears straining to identify the noises coming from downstairs. Footsteps, muffled voices, and the clinking of glasses created a cacophony of sounds that made my nerves twitch.
I was alone in this room, but I knew I wasn't alone in the house. Jks men were downstairs, and possibly Jk himself. I wondered what they were doing, and whether I was the reason for their gathering.
As I listened, the noises grew louder, more intense. It sounded like a party, but I knew better. This was no celebration. This was a meeting of criminals, a gathering of people who operated outside the law.

I felt a shiver run down my spine as I realized I was a prisoner in this house, a pawn in Jk's game. I had to find a way out, but for now, I was trapped.
The noises downstairs seemed to be getting closer, as if they were moving up the stairs. My heart raced, my mind racing with possibilities. What did they want from me? And why was I so important to Jk?

The sounds from outside the room carry through the walls - loud yelling, cursing, and the occasional gunshot. It's clear that a clash between the two gangs is happening, and it sounds violent and intense.the room is intense and loud, the cacophony of yelling, crying, and gunshots ringing out through the building.It's hard to ignore,

I flinched by that as i sit on the bed, my eyes closed and my hands over my ears, trying to block out the sounds of violence and chaos just outside the room.