"I don't do shit halfway, sweetheart. You step in my flames, you'll burn to ashes!"
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The Kings of the underworld are in a bit of a predicament; their rule over the city is challenged as an old enemy...
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The most dangerous person is the one who listens, thinks and observes. ~ Bruce Les __________________
The first thing he noticed was the way she carried herself in the room. Being blindfolded and led to a gangster lair she should be a shivering mess, yet she strode in confidently, her back straight, hands carelessly folded behind her slender form.
He studied her as Taehyung brought her in. The facade of unbothered ease she exuded would have impressed him if it weren't for the fact that he could smell her fear from miles away, the same way a shark catches the smell of blood from afar.
Taehyung stoically stood guard from the inside closing the door and standing a few steps behind the girl. He had brought her to him, now it was under his jurisdiction to decide what to do with her. He didn't have to ask where J-HOPE was, figuring out he probably already left for his task tonight under the VP's commands. It wasn't easy to make the OG line follow orders but it seemed Taehyung was having no problems ordering them around. The kid was smart and fast on his feet, Namjoon was right to include him in the inner cycle three years ago. And he was right in suggesting to give him more authorities last year.
Namjoon was probably already checking in on the last details for tonight's operations. These were some of the most important ones this month and he planned to oversee their execution himself. He had faith in V and his plan B was pretty good. But one little component that changes his entire equation could be an unsettling thing for him, which could eventually lead to failure and failure wasn't acceptable for him. Now, if he knew V at all, he'd have more contingencies in place than what was needed and he couldn't wait to hear them.
"Can I take this ridiculous thing off yet?" The girl whined seemingly annoyed.
Marcella could smell the rich scent of a cigarette in the atmosphere the second she crossed the doorframe and she could tell it wasn't from the cheap stuff either. The scent of alcohol was also mingled with it, but she couldn't pay much attention as her hands itched to get a smoke. She craved the soothing calmness the nicotine would offer to her worn-out nerves.
Yoongi raised an eyebrow at Taehyung who shrugged in a manner that said: Told ya!
He looked back at the girl, she had a voice he recognized but couldn't tell from where.
"Is our little guest feeling uncomfortable?" Mocked the leader watching her freeze for a second before the featured he could see turned to the previous no-fucks-given facade.
"Nah, this thing just ruins my hair," she urged and Taehyung could swear he could see the cute pout on her lips he had grown used to in this short time of knowing her. "Also, It's getting pretty late!"
Agust D frowned, he'd heard that annoying voice before.
"Are we holding you back from an important meeting perhaps?" He mocked taking a closer look.
