Built on blood and corpses

Chapter 16

Jae's POV

So BamBam actually made Taehyung give me a mission. Right now I was in the weapon room with Hoseok,who was making sure I had everything I needed.

-Two guns?

-One in the back and one where everyone can see it.

-Knife in boot?

-One knife in each boot.

-How about the jacket?

-I have a dagger there too Hoseok, don't worry.

-I don't approve of this, but it was Taehyung's calling, and I can't say shit about it.

-So what is Taehyung? The boss of you? I taught you all had a part of the mafia to take care of.

-We do, but we needed someone to be the boss of everything, didn't we?

We walked out of the weapon to be met with the other 3 boys. Jungkook was in full leather, just like me, while Jimin was dressed casual with his police thingy around the neck and Taehyung was still in his pajamas.

-Now remember, if he doesn't want to give me my money back, make him. He will, one way or another. But don't kill him.

I nodded at Taehyung's words and went outside where a motorcycle was waiting for us. Jungkook got in the front and I got in the back. The ride wasn't that bad, and I really missed being on a motorcycle. When we got to the warehouse Everything was quiet. Too quiet. We both got our guns out and started walking around, our guards up. Suddenly people came out with their guns pointed at us, 15 in total.

-Well, I don't know about you Jungkook, but I ain't going down without a fight.

-There is no need for fighting, darling.

From behind some of the men popped out a Latino looking guy. That must be Fernando. Jungkook put his gun down and went to shake hands with the guy. I put my gun down and followed him, still looking around me for any threats. I smirked when I saw a little red dot on Jungkook's head, and I was sure there was one on my head too. I turned around and waved at the hit man, smiling, knowing he can see me.

-Who's la chica?

-She's Jae. A new member. But let's not talk about this right now, I came to talk about the money.

-Talk? With you? ¿Cómo sé que no me vas a matar?

His Spanish accent was so strong, I could barely understand him. I looked at Jungkook who let out a sigh before talking again.

-I'm not gonna murder you, Fernando. Tenemos un trato, recuerdas?

-¿Cómo sé que no solo estás jugando conmigo? Tal vez el tipo para el que trabajas me quiere muerto! Sólo hablaré con la chica, parece despistada.

-Fernando, piénsalo de nuevo, por favor! Si no puedo hacer este trato contigo ahora, no sé si estaremos vivos para mañana!

They were talking in Spanish back and forth and I couldn't understand shit. How the fuck did Jungkook learn Spanish in 3 month? Or maybe he didn't? Maybe he knew it from before he came to us.

-¡Sólo estoy hablando con la chica! ¡Tómelo o déjelo! Y si no estás cooperando, ¡te arrancarán los sesos ahora mismo!

-Fine! Fine! But don't fucking send your men for me after all this shit is over!

I looked over at Jungkook. He seemed pissed so he stepped aside for a second, and I followed him, of course.

-What happened? What did he say?