Silent Vows

Part 23

The room was dark and silent. He was bound to the chair, his eyes and mouth covered, his heartbeat pounding, fear flooding his veins.

Suddenly, footsteps echoed as the door creaked open. Someone approached, and his body quivered in terror.

“Well, well… looks like we have a guest,” Jungkook murmured, standing just a few steps away, a sinister smirk curving his lips.

“Tied up… motionless, helpless… just like I always warn everyone.” He moved closer, finally removing the cover from the man's eyes.

The man’s terrified gaze spoke volumes, every emotion laid bare without a single word. Jungkook smirked and walked back, taking a seat across from him.

Casually crossing one leg over the other, he slowly rolled up his sleeve. “Now… where were we?”

He ran a hand through his hair, his strong, intimidating presence filling the room, not just affecting the captive but unsettling everyone else standing nearby.

It was a moment of reckoning, a reminder of the cost of disloyalty and defiance. Those who had stayed loyal felt a quiet relief, witnessing firsthand the consequences of betrayal.

“What is it I always say…? Loyalty,” he murmured, his voice dangerously low, gaze dark and jaw clenched. “I’ve made it clear, haven’t I?

Loyalty here isn’t just an option. It’s a choice you made when you joined this group, and there’s no turning back.”

He let out a frustrated huff, standing and pacing slowly around the room. “You really thought you could outsmart me… side with the enemy, betray me behind my back, and I wouldn’t find out?

Using my name, taking what I’ve given, only to commit a sin like this right under my nose…”

He gave a dark chuckle, cracking his knuckles as he cast a glance at the others, each one eyeing the next, the room heavy with their silent fear. With a nod, he signaled one of his men to remove the cover from the captive’s mouth.

The man, drenched in sweat, trembling, eyes red from crying, gasped as the cover was pulled away, exhaling shakily as he struggled to speak.

"S-sir… I lost my way, I swear I'm guilty. I was blinded—it was a mistake. I would never dare act without your permission again. Please, forgive me… Curse me, curse my existence for what I’ve done. Please, have mercy…”

Jungkook let out a dark chuckle, casting a cold look his way. “You did all that, and yet you still have the nerve to speak to me?”

“Blinded, lost your way… by what? Money?” His voice dropped, sharp and unyielding. “Everyone here knows there’s no forgiveness for betrayal and lies.

You chose to be here, and you swore to work with loyalty. And now, you ask for my forgiveness? How considerate.” His eyes narrowed.

“Wasn’t I paying you enough to keep you from being blinded by a few extra bucks?”

His gaze was fierce, his fists clenched tightly by his sides. “You have five minutes. I want every single detail of your conversation with Dae-hyun…

Every piece of information you gave him and everything he’s asked you to do.”

Jungkook sat back, watching as the man’s voice broke, stammering, his shirt drenched with sweat, fear etched in every line of his face.

"H-he'll kill me, sir... H-he must know by now that the warehouse was hit and that I've been caught. P-please, sir... spare me. I swear I'll serve you-"