The atmosphere in the mansion was tense, the air thick with the usual hum of the mafia world. The BTS members—Jin, Suga, RM, J-Hope, Jimin, V, and Jungkook—were gathered in the living room, discussing their next moves.
Suddenly, they heard the unmistakable sound of Y/N’s voice, carrying through the hallways. It was sharp, laced with a dangerous edge they had rarely heard before. Intrigued, they moved closer to listen.
Y/N was pacing back and forth, her eyes dark and focused as she spoke into her mobile phone. The conversation was intense, her voice lowering to a dangerous growl.
“Listen,” Y/N said, her tone icy and commanding, “If you think you can play games with me, you’re sorely mistaken. I don’t care who you think you are. If you cross me, you’ll regret it.”
Her fist slammed into the wall, causing a loud thud that reverberated through the room. The force of her punch left a noticeable dent in the wall, and her eyes were now dark with anger and determination.
The BTS members exchanged worried glances, their whispers filling the room as they tried to make sense of the situation.
“Did you hear that?” J-Hope asked, his eyes wide. “She sounded… terrifying.”
Jin nodded, his face serious. “Yeah, I’ve never heard her like that before. She’s got a whole different side to her.”
Suga, usually the one with the unshakeable cool demeanor, looked taken aback. “She’s not just the gym queen or the yoga master. There’s something else there. Something really intense.”
RM, always the strategist, furrowed his brow. “She’s dealing with someone important, someone dangerous. And she’s clearly not afraid to show her darker side.”
Jimin leaned closer to the group. “We should be careful. If she’s this worked up, whatever’s going on is serious.”
V nodded, his expression thoughtful. “We’ve seen her strength, but this is different. She’s got a presence that commands respect, and it’s a little intimidating.”
Jungkook looked over at the door, where Y/N was still speaking into her phone, her voice now calm but still menacing. “Do you think she’s in danger?”
RM shook his head. “Not sure. But whatever’s happening, she’s handling it in her own way. We should support her, but also stay alert.”
As Y/N finished the call and ended the conversation with a sharp, “You better keep your end of the deal,” she hung up the phone and took a deep breath. Her anger seemed to simmer, but her usual composure was back in place.
She turned to face the room, her expression hardening as she saw the BTS members watching her with concern.
“Everything okay?” RM asked cautiously, trying to gauge her mood.
Y/N gave a curt nod. “Yeah, everything’s fine. Just had to deal with a… situation.”
The BTS members continued to whisper among themselves, their respect for Y/N growing alongside their concern. They knew that beneath her calm exterior was a formidable force, someone who could handle the darkest aspects of their world. And as they watched her, they couldn’t help but wonder just how deep her strength went.
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7 MAFIA DADDIES ✅
FanfictionThe 7 Mafia Daddies-RM, Jin, Suga, J-Hope, Jimin, V, and Jungkook-are feared and respected leaders of the underground mafia world. Each of them runs their own empire, controlling different aspects of the global criminal network, from weapons and dru...