【p r o m i s e】 【BTS FF】

【3】

Hoseok's pov:

I clenched my fists. Trying to control my every urge to not throw him against the wall and beat the living shit out of him. Is he serious?.

He looks up from his computer. ' I trust you'll do what's right.' He challenges me.

Clenching my jaw I managed to get out. 'Of course.'

'Good. Now go kill him.'

'Of course. Namjoon.' I spit out as I turn my back towards him and walk out of his office.

This little shit. Killing off a source? Is he out of his mind? I clench and unclench my fist. I need to punch something.

'Hobi hyung!'

I turn. What're they doing here?

'Is namjoon in his office?' Jungkook asked with a tired yoongi trialling him.

'Yea, he's in there alright.' Up in his ass. 'He called you in?'

'Yea, dont know for what though.' Yoongi steps in.

What's going on. Jungkook and yoongi?

'Must be big for him to call both of you.' I look towards namjoon's office. 'He, himself just gave me a big task too.'

'Surely nothing you can't handle.' Jungkook says with a smirk. 'Must be a big one if your on the job.'

A big mistake if you ask me

'Well dont want to keep the boss man waiting.' Yoongi and jungkook turn to leave. 'Oh and hobi-' he faces me. 'Give that guy hell.' A smirk plastered on his face as he walks towards the office. Where the devil of this kingdom rules.

Hell........something I shouldn't be giving anyone tonight. It's movie night for God's sake. Shit tae and jimin must be pissed. I take my phone out and press on taetae's number.

'Hello?' A deep voice quickly answers.

'Hey taetae. Sorry for not telling you and jiminie earlier but I can't go with you to the movies. Some work stuff came up.' I quickly walked out of the kim's company building.

'Its okay hobi hyung, maybe next time?'

'I'm sorry guys. For sure next time.' I head towards my truck, 'I have to go now. Byee.'

'Bye.'

I check the back seat. Weapons are here: check. I check my gove box. My revolver is loader: check. Jackson wang. What do you have that makes namjoon what to kill you? I grip the sterring wheel til my knuckles turned white. What the fuck is namjoon thinking!?! You could hear the car thorn going off everytime i slam my hand back down. What the fuck? He's been loyal to us since the beginning. He has a family for fuck sakes. I rest my head against the wheel calming my breathing. Jackson wang, the go to guy. The diamond in the rough. the one that had everything you needed on hand. Why throw that away? Unless.....but he couldn't. I started my truck ready to start my very own mission.

Third person:

The world outside the company building was dark and cold. The sun completely gone from the sky. There was no warmth. No light. Only the biter harshness of winter. It matched the Oleanders perfectly. In that building, where the source of seouls wickedness comes from, is dark, cold, there is no warmth, no sun in the life of a gangster. The only color they see is red. And the only thing they know is spilling blood. But in a messed up way they're family. A family bound by criminal history, fucked up past and 0% chance of a good future. For them and if they ever chose to settle down, for their family.

The Oleander gang is the biggest, most cruelest, and deadly of all Seoul. Gangmates are everywhere, watching, waiting, collecting information on every one of their enemies. They could be anyone. Your dog walker, the mailman, even the nice old lady down the street. And that's their biggest strength.  Jackson wang is one of these. The hidden. One of the most valuable. The Oleanders is all he knows. But he disowned and left this family. He made a grave mistake.  One in which will end this life. By the hands of his friend.

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I'm over due on this chapter and I still have a loonnngg way to go but since I love you guys I decided to give it to you. 🙂🙂🙂

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