Joon's P.O.V.
The moment I read the text Yoongi sent me, I told my boys that it's show time. Kihyun started the car and drove for about 5 minutes because we were just around the corner. We casually walked over to the stairs which we climbed a minute after that.
I searched for the key and was very happy when I found it. They all laughed and got excited which I totally understood. I wasn't excited at all, I've done this thousands of times.
We got inside, the house itself looked really fucking expensive. I told them to spread out, get comfortable and to enjoy our stay here. I went to their bedroom as he instructed me, going along the lobby.
The bedroom was really nice, almost bigger than my living room. I walked around and stared at the wall, decorated with photos of them. Elena was a pretty chick, nice ass and a cute face. I had no idea why someone like her would be with a guy like Yoongi.
These thoughts were replaced with new ones, the moment I saw the safe box in the corner of the room. I ran over to it like a kid would run towards its mother's hands. The code was pretty simple and kind of stereotypical.
I opened the safe and got blinded by everything that was inside. Money, jewelry, checks, credit cards, you name it. Despite the arrangement I made with Yoongi to take things that would cover his debt, I took it all. I thought about the poor girl only for a second and decided to do something for her. I took a piece of paper from the table along with the pen.
This had to be done Yoongi. (Not) sorry bro. - Joon
I left the note inside the safe and took the bag with the stuff I just stole. The key of the house was inside my pocket so I took it and put it inside. I heard some noise coming from the other side of the house so I hurried up a bit. I thought that was just the boys having fun with destroying the furniture.
Taehyung's P.O.V.
After the shower, I went back to my work room just to check on the progress, maybe it was already done. When I sat on the chair, it took me a minute to realize what's going on.
His last text was from Joon, the guy who's his drug supplier, the guy to whom he owns a shitload of money. I quickly stood up, almost spilling the coffee that was next to the laptop and made my way upstairs.
I got dressed as fast as I could and literally flied down the stairs, storming outside the room. I was frustrated because the elevator took forever to come so it took everything in me not to punch the metal door.
The front desk girl was saying something but I ignored her completely. Same thing happened outside, I barely heard what Johnny was saying to me, I just told him to hurry up. He drove the car right in front of me in a matter of minutes, throwing me the keys.
"Let me guess, Elena?" - he asked me as I was getting inside the car. Even though I didn't reply, he probably knew the answer. Every lunatic thing that I've done was for her. I'm officially going crazy because of a woman.
My heart was racing, it was hard to stay focused on the road and not to think about what was going on in her house. I almost bumped into another car while going over the speed limit, cursing the hell out of life.
Fifteen minutes later, I pulled over in front of her house and saw a car parked outside that wasn't familiar to me. I figured out that it probably belongs to Joon and his men.
There was a lot of breaking noise and I rushed inside in order to stop whatever was going on. I saw three people and thought to myself that I probably won't be able to deal with all of them. None of them resembled the guy known as Joon.
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