Jeon Jungkook happens to be the worlds most feared mafia . His moves are as sharp as a blade of katana . The whole world shivers down by listening his name .
He is also know as "the devil's spawn JK".
What will happen when circumstances lead him to...
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"Boss? Do you think it will work?"
A young lady asked, her voice smooth and honey-dripped as she adjusted the scarlet gown that draped elegantly around her body.
"What do you mean, Miss Juyeon? Do you doubt my plan?"
A figure in the distance spoke, a cigarette dangling from his fingers. He took a slow puff, the smoke curling around him like a dark cloud. His voice was calm, but there was an underlying warning in his tone.
"I didn't mean that, boss," Juyeon quickly shook her head, fear creeping into her voice. She didn’t want to provoke him. "I was asking because, knowing how dangerous V is when it comes to his son, would it be safe for us?"
The figure chuckled, a low, chilling sound that echoed in the room. He tossed the cigarette aside, taking a few steps toward the window pane, where the world below looked like a collection of tiny ants scurrying about. "Such a silly question, Juyeon. Years ago, I killed his whole family like they were insects. Do you think it will be difficult for me to abduct his child?"
Hearing this, Juyeon fell silent, her heart racing as she looked at the heartless figure of her boss. "But why again?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
The man smirked, a purely evil expression that sent shivers down her spine. "That time will tell," he replied cryptically, his eyes glinting with a mix of ambition and malice.
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“Kookie!” a soft tone called out to him.
Jungkook snapped his eyes open, only to find himself in a black void where no light penetrated.
“Kook!”
The voice called again, echoing in the emptiness.
He frowned, trying to locate the direction of the voice, but found no one. The sound began to grow louder and louder, reverberating in his mind.
“Jungkookie!”
“Kookie!”
“Jungkook!”
“Jungkook!”
“Bunny hyungie!”
With a jolt, Jungkook snapped his eyes open once more, this time meeting two pairs of confused eyes staring back at him. He blinked, disoriented, and realized he was leaning against Taehyung's shoulder.
“Um… Mr. Kim, I’m sorry. I must have dozed off,” he mumbled, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
He clicked his tongue in embrassment . He must have fallen asleep while keeping an eye on everyone. The midnight mission from the previous night had taken a toll on him, and getting drunk hadn’t helped either. The headache that lingered was a reminder of his reckless choices, but thankfully, he had taken a painkiller to soothe it.
