Mafia Boss Rising

11: Y/N & JK (Part 3)

After two years together, Y/N and Jungkook were doing well. As for the mafia, it was fine, but Jungkook always thought it could do better.

More distributors means more product that clients will pay more for. At this point, Jeon Jungkook equaled Min Yoongi, so it was time to take things up a notch.

Per Jungkook's orders, Y/N stole product and money from Yoongi. And Y/N, as skilled as she is, did both in one go. That was the day Yoongi first saw her and engraved her name in his head.

Yoongi was collecting product on the roof of an abandoned parking garage, Namjoon and Hoseok there to guard him. The distributor sent three men to deliver the product.

By the end of this, both parties will wish they had more back up.

Yoongi had his briefcase of money ready for the product in his hand when bullets flew past him to the men with his product.

"YOONGI, GET DOWN." Hoseok pushed Yoongi's shoulders to bend him lower to the ground and tried to use the car as a shield.

Namjoon hid behind the car too, his gun out and ready to shoot.

"Who the fuck is that?!" Yoongi freaked.

Namjoon took a peep around the car to see five men in police uniforms coming their way, "it's...it's the police."

"I paid them!" The mafia boss became frustrated.

"Someone must've paid them more," Hoseok said.

"YOU THREE," the officers had them surrounded, "LAY FLAT ON THE GROUND, HANDS ON YOUR BACKS."

Yoongi sighed, complying with the police, "too many for us, guys. Do as they say."

Once the three of them were detained with handcuffs, one of the men called out, "Y/N, we got 'em!"

Yoongi lifted his head to see who this Y/N was and saw a woman walking up to them with a sweet smile on her face.

"Hi, boys!" She took a moment to look down at them on the ground. "Don't worry, you're not being arrested. I'm just here to steal your stuff."

"You're fucking kidding me," Yoongi shook his head, "who the hell are you to steal from me?"

"Me?" Y/N asked, opening the briefcase of money. "I'm Y/N L/N, Jeon Jungkook's girl."

"THAT BASTARD!" He wriggled around on the floor.

In the distance, a helicopter came whirring towards them. It stopped above them and lowered a hook. The unoccupied men secured the hook to the small truck with product in the back.

Meanwhile, Y/N chose random stacks of money to feel and inspect. She soon closed it and threw it in the back of the truck.

"Good to know you use real money," she climbed on top of the truck, holding on to the rope of the hook, "leave them here, guys. Thanks for the help."

The officers left the three men on the ground in handcuffs and made their exit. The helicopter started hovering higher with Y/N on the truck.

"Oh," she reached into her pocket, "and here are the keys to the cuffs."

Y/N dangled them and let them fall on the cement as she flew off with the helicopter.

As quick as he could, Namjoon rolled to the keys and released himself. He grabbed his gun, aiming it at Y/N. She was far, but he'd still be able to shoot her.

When he thought he had a good shot, he pulled the trigger. Y/N fell back, losing her grip on the rope.

"YES! I GOT HER!" Namjoon cheered...only to look at her again and wipe the smile off his face.