𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐘𝐨𝐮

27. Assault

After 3 Days

The office of Jeon Jungkook, the mafia king and CEO of VANTAE, exuded a cold elegance. The sunlight filtered through the large glass windows, casting sharp shadows across the room. Jungkook sat behind his sleek black desk, flipping through documents with a keen eye. Today was an important day—a foreign client would be arriving soon for a critical meeting that could further strengthen his empire.

Namjoon, his right-hand man, entered the room. Dressed in an impeccable suit, his calm demeanor reflected years of loyalty and experience.

"Is everything ready?" Jungkook asked, not looking up from the files.

"Yes, boss," Namjoon replied, standing at attention. "They'll be here shortly."

Jungkook nodded, then paused, raising his eyes to meet Namjoon’s. "Did Yoongi supply the JAC-P3 rifles to all the bases?"

"He did," Namjoon confirmed.

"Good." Jungkook leaned back in his chair, a faint smile playing on his lips. Then, his expression shifted slightly as he asked, "Any news from Jin?"

Namjoon’s face stiffened slightly. "Nothing yet. No word."

Jungkook sighed, standing up and walking towards the meeting hall. "Let’s handle this client first. Keep me updated on Jin's status."

They headed to the meeting room where their foreign client, Mr. Noel, awaited. The atmosphere was businesslike as they discussed the project. Despite the formal setting, there was always an undercurrent of tension, the power dynamics of the mafia world never fully absent.

*******

Meanwhile:

In a packed university lecture hall, Kim Taehyung sat among his classmates, casually listening to Professor Choi’s lecture, But today, something about Prof. Choi's demeanor bothered him.

Choi was notorious for being creepy, and today he was showing his true colors. His eyes lingered too long on the female students. He suddenly announced, "I asked you all to bring your assignments today. Where are they?"

There was a murmur of confusion. No one had been informed officially.

Two girls in the front row looked especially anxious. "But Professor, you didn't—" one of them started.

"I did!" Choi snapped, his lips curling into a smug grin. "Come here." He pointed at the girls. Reluctantly, they stood up and moved to the front of the class. He asked them questions they couldn’t answer, and when they struggled, he forced them to stand on his desk.

"This is a punishment," he declared, his voice sickeningly pleased. The girls protested, but he smirked, blackmailing them with their grades.

Taehyung’s fists clenched at his sides as Choi's eyes drifted over the girls' short skirts, making the situation unbearably uncomfortable. The professor then crossed the line by brushing his hand against one of their thighs, causing the girl to flinch. The students around them gasped, but no one dared to move.

Taehyung's patience was wearing thin, but Choi wasn't done yet. He moved on to the boys, calling one to the front. "Take off your shirt," Choi demanded, running a hand over the boy’s chest inappropriately. The student’s face burned with humiliation, but he complied, too terrified to refuse.

When Choi's eyes landed on Taehyung, his demeanor changed slightly. "Kim Taehyung," he sneered, "come up here. Let’s see if the Captain can answer a simple question."