From Reluctance to Desire: A Mafia Story [JJK]

✨TIDES OF CHANGE✨

JUNGKOOK POV:

The drive home was peaceful. The waves had left a salty scent in the air, and the distant sound of seagulls occasionally broke the comfortable silence between us. 

Y/N was scrolling through the playlist on my phone, humming along to a soft tune while I kept one hand on the steering wheel, the other lazily drumming against my thigh.

Everything was perfect. Too perfect.

And I should've known better.

The moment I heard the loud crash, my instincts flared.

The impact sent our car jerking forward. Y/N let out a small gasp, gripping the dashboard as I quickly steadied the wheel.

"What the hell?" I muttered under my breath, my grip tightening.

I glanced at the rearview mirror, and my jaw clenched.

A black SUV had rammed into us from behind.

No. This wasn't an accident.

I pulled the car to the side of the road, my muscles tensing. My hand automatically reached under my seat, fingers wrapping around the cool metal of my gun.

"Stay inside," I instructed, my voice low but firm.

Y/N frowned. "Jungkook—"

"I mean it, Y/N."

I stepped out before she could argue, my posture relaxed, but my eyes sharp, scanning the area.

Ten men were approaching. Dark clothing. Heavy boots. Unmistakable intent.

Zalgo's men.

I smirked.

They really thought they could take me on?

"Gentlemen," I greeted, tucking my gun behind my back, acting unbothered. "Didn't expect company tonight."

The leader sneered. "Jeon Jungkook. You're a hard man to track."

I cocked my head. "Not really. You just suck at your job."

His smirk faltered.

"Kill him," he ordered.

Tch. I was hoping for a conversation first.

The first guy lunged. Sloppy. Predictable.

I sidestepped easily, grabbing his wrist and twisting it at an unnatural angle. He howled in pain before I slammed my knee into his ribs, knocking him down.

Two more rushed at me.

I ducked under a punch, driving my elbow into the nearest guy's throat. He gagged, stumbling back. Before he could recover, I delivered a swift kick to his knee, sending him crashing to the ground.

The third one barely managed to swing at me before I caught his fist mid-air.

"Pathetic," I muttered, twisting his arm behind his back and slamming him against the hood of their own SUV.

I wasn't even trying.

But then—

"Get her"

My heart nearly stopped.

One of the bastards had ignored me completely and was heading straight for the car—straight for her.

I moved. Fast. But I wasn't close enough.

My stomach twisted with panic. I can't reach her in time.