Blood, Sweat And Tears

Part Two

        Kim Taehyung.
        Good looking, CEO of  Kim Oil Company, young and also head of the Daegu Cartel.
         He was a respected and feared figure in the world of mobs and gangs and drugs and, obviously , cartels. He was one of the youngest in the field. The other in the same position as home and near his age also happened to be his archenemy.
            Park Jimin. A short but powerful figure in the mob world, head of Daegu's rivals,the Busan Cartel. The two most powerful cartels in Korea,and also highly ranked internationally, had been at each other's throats since they were first formed. Their feud was the stuff of legends.
          It was because the Busan Cartel had crippled Taehyung's older brother that he was the head if the Daegu Cartel.
           Taehyung had sworn revenge on that shortie and his cartel all those years ago for Namjoon.
             Jeon Jungkook was taller than he'd expected him to be, since they had a two year age gap. Still,liked it it. At least he wasn't the height of a certain drug lord shortie by the name of Park Jimin.
           " Um . . . My name's Jeon Jungkook. I'm from Seoul, " Jungkook said hesitantly. He was like a little bunny,not just because of his appearance but also because of how he stuttered. It reminded Taehyung , strangely , of a bunny chewing on its food.
           Cute.
           "That I already know. Juhyun led you here,I assume?"
            "Uh . . .yes. She did."
            Taehyung raised an eyebrow. Jungkook wouldn't look him in the eye. His head was lowered to the ground.
             Maybe it was the contacts. They did make him look pretty scary.
            He removed them and ran a hand through his mullet of messy, unstyled dark silvery brown hair. He always left it as it wanted to be. Besides, he looked good with purposely disheveled hair and he knew it.
            "Do look up,Mr Jeon. You do know it's basic curtsey to look at someone in the eye when they're talking to you, right?"
            Jungkook finally looked up with those big eyes of his. He was a bit startled at the loss of the contacts, but he hid it well. He was in all black - like how Taehyung liked his people to be in.
            Jeon Jungkook was plainly scared, yet his eyes had this subtle defiance to them. The way he carried himself was somewhat arrogant yet shy at the same time.
            Strange. He didn't think they'd go together.
            "I'm sorry, but I don't look into the eyes of  people who kidnap me."
            Hmm. Jungkook had some spark, some sass. That was something Taehyung liked. He was thankful that Jungkook wasn't some flat, bland creature without a brain in his head.
           " Well, all you need to know is that you're staying with me. "
            Jungkook's face was a mask of fury and shock. He slammed his hands down on the table. His eyes burned with blatant anger. Taehyung was actually amused by it. It looked like a bunny getting mad.
           " Why are you doing this? I have a life of my own. You can't just do this! Who are you anyway?"
           Taehyung's face was still and unresponsive. He didn't flinch at Jungkook's explosive tone. He simply pushed the younger male away with a surprising strength. His push was so strong it sent Jungkook sprawling to the floor.
            Taehyung frowned on the inside. He didn't mean for that to happen.
           Oh well. What's done is done. He couldn't change it.
           "Who am I, you ask. Well, I think it's quite obvious."
           "You're the Boss. But of what?" Jungkook stood up hesitantly. A seed of fear of Taehyung had started to settle in him. Kim Taehyung wasn't just some random rich guy. He was someone very, very dangerous. If he wanted to he could end Jungkook's  life with a single snap of his fingers.
              "Have you ever heard of the Daegu Cartel?" Taehyung asked with a raised brow. He stood over the younger male with out bothering to help him up.
           A shake of the head.
           "An easier question, then. What about Pablo Escobar? "
            " Drug lord."
            "That's right,bunny. That's what I am. The Kingpin of Daegu. "
             Kingpin of Daegu. Kim Taehyung was a drug lord. And the Daegu Cartel had to be his.
              " Then why did you kidnap me? I'm nothing. What do you want to do with me?" Jungkook fumed as he pulled himself up. His back hit the wall as he did so.
           Taehyung edged in, hands folded primly behind him. He etheir didn't seem to notice Jungkook's fury or he simply didn't give a fuck.
           It was definitely the latter option.
            "Well,like I said,I'm the king. Every king needs a queen. "
            Taehyung leaned in closer. His breath was hot against Jungkook's ear. The younger male could only stay there frozen shock as an almost seductive smile spread across Taehyung's lips.
           " And you're my queen."