"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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If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the results of a hundred battles. ~ Sun Tzu, The Art of War
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Blood was dripping from his fingertips as he made his way towards the tall building buried in the darkness. Only the dim neon lights randomly falling on the building would make people aware of its existence. The D was not an easy place to find for these who didn't know where it was and that was how he liked it. Loud music, the smell of alcohol and sweat always seem to surround the mountain of people crumpled inside the spacious club.
Returning from the underground tunnels buried deep inside the woods, just a few miles away from his club, he noticed the commotion from miles away. It made him smile. His club was a beacon of fun attracting everyone drawn to the dark side of life, the wilder and more dangerous ones. Anyone who came here was looking for excitement and thrill, knowing anything could happen inside these four walls, anything they wanted.
What was she doing here that night? Why would a girl like her be at the D at all?
He promised Ashley he wouldn't get curious about her, but she had already made him wonder and when Agust D wondered, he searched until he had an answer. Only this time he had promised not to wonder, he had promised not to look for any answers and not to take from the woman he wanted. Many women grabbed his fancy, what made Marci different was that he couldn't take her. And tale as old as time, that made her even more desirable for him.
Tell a kid he can't have something, he'll throw a tantrum.
Tell a man he can't have one thing, he'll burn the world and take it.
Tell Agust D something if off-limits to him, he'll destroy it, so that no one else could have it.
That's how he was and Ashley knew, which is why she made him promise
He winced as he made his way towards his office through the backdoors, avoiding going inside his nightclub for obvious reasons. His office was dark and gloomy, a perfect representation of his current mood and a reflection - if you will - of his equally noir character.
For Agust D, there were bad days and then there were worse days.
Today was the latter.
"What?!" He growled. The touch screen of the phone would not work due to his bloodied fingers and the annoying ringing sound it made, didn't help to calm his fragile nerves. He heard V hesitate for the briefest of moments from the other line, before answering.
"We have an issue," he mumbled in annoyance.
Yoongi growled. "Which part of 'kill him and meet me at the port' was too complicated for you, V?"
"He's not here," Yoongi heard him hesitate before speaking again. "His sister came instead."
There was a swift moment of silence and Taehyung wished he could see his expression. It was a waste of wishes, really, as the underground boss wore one of his no fucks given Agust D facades no one could decipher.
