Vante's wrath

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POV...

The air in Vante's warehouse was thick with tension, a palpable miasma of anticipation and dread.  It wasn't the usual hum of illicit  (illegal work) activity that hung heavy in the air

this time, it was something more sinister  a bubbling rage fueled by betrayal and deceit. X had crossed a line,

(A man is named X his real name is kept hidden under the mask of mafia work)


X double-crossed Vante by supplying low quality drugs at high prices. It was an insult to his authority, a slap in the face to his empire built on trust and loyalty (or at least the illusion of it).


Vante himself sat perched on top of a makeshift throne  (like kings) fashioned from stacked crates,

his eyes narrowed into slits as he surveyed his men.

They were restless, their faces etched with anxiety they knew what awaited anyone who failed Vante's expectations.

"Find him," Vante growled,his voice low and menacing like a predator stalking its prey.

"Find X.  And bring him to me." His words hung in the air, heavy with unspoken threats.

Jackson's or more precisely Evil Eye of death's hulking figure stepped forward, His scarred face betraying years of hard living and violence.

"We're on it, boss," he said, his voice gruff but respectful.

"24 hours from now" Vante growled as he timed the moment he will lay his hands on his prey.

X will pay for his deed.

He turned towards the rest of Vante's crew,each man hardened by their shared experiences in this brutal underworld.

They dispersed like shadows into the streets their mission clear.

locate X before Vante's patience wore thin.

"Mouse stay!" Vante's voice cut through the silence as his eyes directed towards The mouse of Morte victory gang None other than Hoseok their precious hacker.

Vante dismissed the rest with a gesture of his hand and watched them all leave disappearing into shadows.

"Yes boss any specific work for me" the mouse asked his voice firm lacking any hint of emotions.

"Hmm ..." vante paused " I want you to keep an eye on that Jin more specifically his brother make sure they both won't exchange any of my secrets anywhere and if they do so kill them on the spot" vante whispered the last part in bone chilling whisper.

"Yes boss" The mouse didn't object nor argued he knew one BUT and his life will be gone like a blown candle.

Vante hears no buts no NOs so better to question Vante's order he kept quiet.

Though jin is his own family his own brother in law and Namjoon's only love but he Vante trusts none not even His own self sometimes.

He wants accuracy he wants precision in his world of power and control.




Time skip ⏭....




The city became the hunting ground for Morte Victory gang every alleyway a potential hiding place, every darkened corner a possible ambush point. The hunt was on and for X, time was running out.  

They went to every place they could think of:
The docks, the usual gambling hall, bars, brothels, clubs but nobody had any idea where this guy was.
It was almost as if he just disappeared of the face of earth.
But they had a feeling that he was in Seoul and not far away.
Where else could you hide in a town like that?


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