𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄 🌹(18+)

13:- Brother's love

Namjoon sat in the dimly lit study of Jungkook's mansion, his fingers lightly tapping on the mahogany desk as he stared at the glowing screen in front of him. His sharp eyes scanned through various files, information, and security reports.

Yet, his mind wasn't entirely on the data he was reviewing-it was on his younger brother.

Jungkook's obsession with Nari had become a dangerous weakness, something Namjoon had never thought he'd see in him.

He exhaled slowly, leaning back in his chair, the weight of responsibility heavy on his shoulders.

Keeping Jungkook safe.

That was his job, his only job.

And now, everything was more complicated than ever.

He had known about Nari's connection to their world long before she did. Jungkook had shared pieces of it with him, even though Namjoon could see how conflicted his brother had been from the start.

He could see the way Jungkook's focus had shifted, how everything revolved around her now.

This isn't good.

Namjoon thought grimly, his mind racing as he considered all the angles.

The rivalries between families.

The truth about Nari's father.

If this information got out, if their enemies knew how deeply Jungkook was tied to her, they would use it to destroy them both.

And Jungkook, in his desperation to protect her, would become reckless.

Namjoon closed his laptop with a decisive click and stood, running a hand through his hair.

No. I can't let that happen.

His loyalty to his family, to Jungkook, was unshakable. He had always been the one in control, the one to think three steps ahead. And now, it was his turn to act, before things spiraled further out of control.

As he paced the room, ideas began to form in his mind.

Leverage.

Information.

A way out.

Namjoon needed something solid, a plan that would keep Jungkook safe from both his enemies and himself. He'd already put feelers out, contacted old allies, and gathered intel that might be useful. But it wasn't enough.

His thoughts drifted to the shadowy figure of their fathers, their fathers were brothers, a man whose ruthless reign had left countless scars across the underworld. He's not around anymore, but his legacy is.

And Jungkook, despite all his strength, was vulnerable to the same enemies that had once targeted their father.

Nari was a piece of that puzzle, and if she knew everything, if she understood how deep this went, she might never trust Jungkook again.

Namjoon frowned.

How do I keep my brother from falling apart over this?

Jungkook was stubborn, too emotional when it came to Nari. He wouldn't see reason, wouldn't step back from the edge.

And that's where Namjoon came in.

He'd be the one to clean up the mess, to handle the things Jungkook wouldn't even think of.

He picked up his phone, dialing a number that only a few people in the world had access to. It rang twice before a voice answered.

"Namjoon."