Mafia's Baby ˡ Taekook ˡ

Unfortunate Liar...[6]

A/N I know authors notes suck but holy SHIT! This book now has over 5k views and over 100 votes. I'm in shock so many people are enjoying this story.

I sincerely apologise for not updating sooner, I've been caught up in a lot of things. This book is now halfway finished. I plan to write 12 chapters in this book, maybe more maybe less. I want to thank you all for taking the time to even read this. I love you all!!

Another addition: The chapter title won't make sense until the next couple of chapters ;)

⛔WARNING: Mentions of rape and possibly other things, please be warned.⛔

Tae's eyes shot open as a gallon of ice cold water was dumped onto his head. He gasped for air as the water dripped down his beaten body. It had been three days since the blonde had been kidnapped, and there was no sign of him being found any time soon. Nobody would notice he was gone. Nobody cared enough. "You ready to start talkin' yet, pretty boy?" A hoarse voice  grumbled.

       The blonde male looked up at the man. He seemed to be in his fifties, the wrinkles and greying hair obvious evidence of his deduction. The male was a large person, looking to weigh around 250 lbs. He wore a button up shirt and black trousers, both looking overly tight on him. Taehyung glared at the man before spitting the water and saliva that had collected in his mouth onto the newly polished shoes. His wet, blonde hair cast a shadow over his youthful face as he looked back down, collecting his breath.

       Clyde Hammond was the name of Tae's kidnapper. A name known only too well in what was known as the 'Underground'. The 'Underground' was another name for mobs and the Mafia. Clyde was know for paying people to betray their family's or the people they worked for, and most importantly not paying back his debts and favours. The burly, middle aged man owed Jeon Jungkook thousands in terms of finances due to all of the favours he'd asked the young man. However he'd lived up to his reputation when the brunette didn't receive a single penny. Tae had been taken as a hostage as a sort of leverage.

       Clyde's plan was to negotiate with Jungkook: return Tae to him as a way of settling his debts. Though the negotiations would not take place until he extracted every ounce of information he could get from the blonde who was shivering in front of him. "Not ready to talk, huh?" The smell of alcohol  poured from the old man's mouth as he got in the boy's face. "I could always make you..." Tae spat at Clyde's shoes once more, making him cackle with laughter before kicking the blonde in the stomach.

     "Fuck...you..." Taehyung mumbled, glaring up at his kidnapper with anger. The man just laughed before sending another kick flying at Tae.

"I'm sure I could make that happen..." the sound of a belt unbuckling could be heard. Fearfully the blonde looked away and tugged at the restraints.

"Go to hell!" Tae yelled, eyes watering and threatening to spill. Clyde tugged at his trousers, ready to traumatise the boy until someone came bursting through the door.

"Sir! Mr Compton is here to settle his debt." The young guard said, not knowing he just saved someone from years of nightmares. Clyde nodded, fixing his clothes.

"I'll see you later, pretty boy."

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"I don't know anything!"

Jungkook started to roll up his sleeves. "Oh, I know you know something." He chuckled before landing another blow to one of Clyde's accomplices. Whilst the old man made his escape with Taehyung, his 'friend' wasn't so lucky.

Two guards clad in bullet proof material stood either side of a large mahogany door holding automatic rifles. Blood splatters dotted along the black, marble flooring. "I won't ask you again."

The man who's life was in Jungkook's hands panted, spitting blood onto the floor. In his mind he contemplated whether or not he would tell the mafia boss anything. His entire existence was on the line.

One minute passed by.

Another hit.

Two minutes.

A kick to the ribs.

Three minutes.

A tooth fell to the ground, blood splattering with it.

Four minutes.

Screams of pain radiated through the office.

Five minutes.

A hit to the temple.

Six mi-

"FINE! I-I'll tell y-you..." the man gave in, blood pouring down his face.

Jungkook smirked, glad the man was willing to cooperate. "Alright, I'm all ears..." he said, bringing a chair over and sitting on it, the back of the chair facing the guy and Jungkook facing the same way.

"C-Clyde...he's took him...Uh...to...a mill I-I think." The man Nantes, wincing as his brain pounded his skull. "T-the one near M-Marville A-Avenue..."

The brunette male nodded, satisfied with his answer. "I appreciate the cooperation." Jungkook said standing up and fixing his blazer. As he left his office, the brunette stopped in the doorway. "Show him...our excellent hospitality."

The doors shut behind him, Clyde's accomplice pleading for mercy before a gun shot rang through the air and the building became silent again. Jungkook walked to his meeting room where his most trusted officers and guards were waiting, a map now having the mill circled.

The brunette nodded at them all. "We move out. Tonight." Was all he said before the people inhabiting the room got up and left.

"Don't worry Tae...I'm coming."