7 MAFIA DADDIES ✅

**Chapter 16: The Gym Queen**

The gym was filled with the rhythmic clanking of weights and the low hum of music as Y/N effortlessly lifted heavy dumbbells with just one hand. Her focus was intense as she worked through her set, her muscles flexing under the weight as if it was nothing. Jungkook, the muscle bunny, stood next to her, sweating profusely, clearly struggling to keep up with her pace.

"Come on, Jungkook," Y/N said with a smirk, not even breaking a sweat. "You’re the muscle bunny, right? Show me what you’ve got."

Jungkook let out a grunt, lifting his own set of weights with both hands. "I’m trying! How are you lifting that with one hand like it’s a feather?"

Y/N chuckled, switching hands effortlessly as she continued her set. "Maybe you’re just not trying hard enough."

On the other side of the room, the rest of BTS—Jin, Suga, RM, J-Hope, Jimin, and V—watched the scene unfold with a mixture of awe and amusement. They had always known Y/N was strong, but seeing her dominate in the gym like this was on another level.

"Is she even human?" J-Hope muttered, eyes wide. "I’ve never seen anyone lift like that, not even Jungkook."

RM crossed his arms, nodding in agreement. "It’s like she’s got superhuman strength. I mean, look at her! She’s not even breaking a sweat."

Jin raised an eyebrow, clearly impressed. "Forget Mafia Queen, she’s a total badass queen. She could probably take us all down in the gym."

Suga, who was leaning against the wall with his signature smirk, shrugged. "I don’t know if I should be impressed or terrified."

Jimin couldn’t help but laugh. "She’s definitely giving Jungkook a run for his money. He’s struggling over there."

V smirked, leaning closer to RM. "You think she’s secretly a mafia queen? Because she’s lifting like one."

RM chuckled. "If she is, I wouldn’t be surprised. She’s got that vibe."

As Y/N finished her set, she placed the weights down with a thud, turning to Jungkook with a playful grin. "Come on, bunny. You’re supposed to be the strong one here."

Jungkook wiped the sweat from his brow, panting heavily. "You’re insane, Y/N. I don’t know how you do it."

Y/N just laughed, giving his bicep a light punch. "It’s all about practice. And maybe a little natural talent."

The rest of BTS approached, their faces still filled with shock.

"You sure you’re not secretly a mafia queen?" Jin asked, teasingly.

Y/N smirked, wiping her hands on a towel. "Mafia queen or badass queen, what’s the difference?"

J-Hope burst out laughing. "With the way you handle yourself, I’m starting to think you might be both!"

Jimin nodded, still impressed. "You’d make a pretty scary mafia boss, not gonna lie."

Suga crossed his arms, his smirk growing wider. "Yeah, especially if you can throw around those weights like that."

Y/N raised an eyebrow, her smirk matching Suga’s. "Who says I can’t already?"

The room filled with laughter as BTS continued to tease Y/N, but deep down, they were all amazed by her strength and resilience. Even though she had earned her place in their lives as someone they trusted and cared for, moments like this reminded them that Y/N was more than just a normal girl—she was a force to be reckoned with.