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"You want me to be the second leader of this mafia?"
in which a mafia leaders little sister is found and convinced into becoming the second leader of seventeen.
tw: mentions of abuse, dark themes, such as murder, haras...
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The next morning, you woke up around ten a.m, and the house was eerily silent. You grabbed the knife out of your night stand and made your way to every room in the house.
Everyone was gone.
Your heart sunk to your stomach and you felt as if you'd throw up. You ran back to your room and shut your door, locking it. You called Seungcheol, and it went straight to voice mail.
You groaned. "No, no, no."
You dialed your lead hit man's number, putting it up to your ear.
"Yes ma'am?" He answered.
"I want you and twenty other men in my living room in twenty minutes."
"Yes ma'am."
You hung up and threw your phone on your bed, going to your closet. You grabbed your crew neck, your black jeans, your black boots and a black mask. You quickly put on the thin, yet very efficient, bulletproof vest, and changed, then you headed down to the training room.
When you walked in, you stopped in your tracks at the sight of blood on the floor. Your anger built up as you walked passed it and towards the weapons. You grabbed five daggers, two knives, and your custom gun.
You walked over to the corner of the room and grabbed one of the gasoline cans that you kept for emergencies, then you walked out and into the living room, just as the hit men piled in.
"Ma'am, whats our mission?" The lead man asked.
"The boys are gone, and only one mafia could be responsible. I want six of you to come with me. The rest of you stay here and guard the house."
The remaining men took place inside and outside of the house, while you and the six others headed off.
When you pulled up to Bangtan's house, your men took position behind you. You walked up to the door and kicked it in, and to your luck, everyone except Namjoon was downstairs.
Bangtan tried coming at you, but you walked right passed them as your men held them down. You had never felt anger like this, it was more than rage. You walked upstairs, grabbing your gun. You heard Seokmin's voice, so you followed it. Once you found the door, you barged in, cocked your gun, and held it to Namjoon's head.
"You're going to help me untie every single one of them. My men are downstairs, and they will not hesitate to kill your friends, so I suggest you do what I say." You ordered slowly, your voice low.
"What makes you think I'd do that?" He said, slowly turning around to face you.
You looked him dead in the eyes and pointed your gun down, pulling the trigger and sending a bullet into his foot, then you put it back to his head. "Because I said you will."
"No."
You nodded, poking the inside of your cheek with your tongue. He came towards you, but you pulled your knife out and got him in the side. He was taken off guard, so you put him down, your knee to his back. You grabbed some rope that was next to both of you and tied his hands together.
