As the sun rose over the city, the streets slowly came to life. But for jungkook, the day had already begin hours ago. He had spent the early hours of morning working out in his private gym, his sculpted muscles glistening with sweat.
He looked every bit like a king. His sharp jawline, piercing gaze and toned physique made him stand out in a crowd. But there was something else that added to his appeal: the way he carried himself. With an air of confidence, he knew what he wanted and how to get it.

After finishing his morning routine, he got dressed in a tailored suit, ready to face the day.
As he exited his room, he was interrupted by the sounds of bickering. He exactly knew who it was. Yoongi and Jimin were arguing again. He made his way to the living room to find the two of them in a heated debate.

"What's going on?" Jungkook asked, his voice cold and commanding.
"Jimin won't stop talking about his stupid new dance move." Yoongi grumbled, shooting Jimin an annoyed look.
"It's not stupid, it's groundbreaking," Jimin retorted, crossing his arms defensively.

Jungkook rolled his eyes, he couldn't help but smile at their antics. Yoongi and Jimin had been his closest friends since childhood, and he knew they were both essential to his success in the mafia world.

"Enough," he said firmly. "We have business to attend today. Yoongi, I need you to oversee the weapons shipment from Japan. Jimin, you'll accompany me for a meeting with Italian mafia boss, better prepare for it."

The two men nodded, the argument forgotten for the moment as they focused on their tasks.
Jungkook watched them go, a sense of pride swelling within him. With his friends and allies by his side, he was unstoppable in the ruthless world of organized crime.

[Time skip.😁]

Jungkook stepped out of his black Lamborghini Aventador along with Jimin.
Despite everything, Jungkook always made sure to look his best. He knew that his appearance gave him an edge in negotiations and made his enemies think twice before crossing him.
He walkes towards the main building with numerous thoughts racing in his mind.

{In meeting room.}

Jungkook sat across from the Italian mafia boss, 'Antonio Rossi', in a dimly lit room. Jimin stood guard by the door, his eyes scanning room for any potential threats.

"So, Jungkook," Antonio said, his thick Italian accent filling the room. "What brings you to me today?"

"I have a proposition for you," Jungkook replied with calm and steady voice.

Antonio leaned back in his chair, eyes narrowing
,"And what might that be?"

"I want to form an alliance between our organizations," Jungkook said, intensely glaring at Antonio.

Antonio chuckled."And why would I do that?"

"Because together, we could dominate this city," Jungkook replied with a hint of smirk playing at the corners of his mouth.

Jimin shifted his weight from one foot to the other, a frown on his face. He didn't like the sound of this. He knew the Italian mafia was dangerous, and he didn't want to get tangled up in any of their affairs.

But Jungkook was fearless, and he wasn't afraid to take risks if it meant getting ahead.

Antonio stroked his chin thoughtfully. "I will consider your proposition, Jungkook," he said at last. "But first, I want something in return."
Jungkook raised an eyebrow. "And what might it be?"

"The head of your rival gang,'the black dragons',"
Antonio stated with a sinister smile spreading across his face.

Jungkook didn't even blink. "Consider it done," he mouthed with firmness.

Jimin gritted his teeth, his fists clenching at his sides. He didn't like the sound of this at all. But he knew better than to question Jungkook's decision. If anyone could take down the 'Black dragons' it was him.

The meeting lasted a few more minutes, and then Jungkook and Jimin made their exit, leaving behind Antonio to ponder the proposition.

As they walked out of building, Jimin turned to Jungkook. "You're always causing trouble, you know that?" Hint of annoyance could be heard in his voice.
Jungkook just grinned. "That's why you love me, Jimin."

But Jimin wasn't so sure. He had a feeling that this alliance with the Italian Mafia was going to cause more trouble than it was worth.

"Jungkook," Jimin gained his attention after settling in the car,
"I don't like this," he said worry etched on his face. "Asking us to take out the head of the Black Dragons? That's a lot to ask, even for us."

Jungkook nodded in agreement. "I know, Jimin. But we have to do what we can to protect our interests. We can't let the Black Dragons encroach on our territory."
Jimin sighed."I know. It just doesn't sit right with me."
Jungkook clapped him on the shoulder. "Don't worry, Jimin. We'll handle it."
Jimin nodded,"As for now, let's blow off some steam at the club."
A small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"Sounds good to me." Jungkook agreed.

{Meanwhile}

Stepping out onto my balcony, I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath of the crisp, cool air. The wind picked up blowing my hair back and causing me to shiver slightly. But I didn't mind-the chill was refreshing after a hectic day.

Leaning against the railing, I gazed out at the view in front of me. The sky was clear, and I could see the stars twinkling above. The city below was quiet and still.
I wrapped my arms around myself and tilted my head back, letting thebreeze wash over my face.
It was a peaceful moment, a chance to escape from chaos of the world.
I heard the door behind me creak open. I turned around to see my brother approaching me.

"Aerin, can we talk for a bit?"
His voice was same as morning when he asked me that he had to talk. I already knew where this was leading.
"Sure, what's up?" I replied nonchalantly.
"Don't you think this is too much?" I knew this coming.
I took a long sigh, "I can't take it anymore, Alex. I can't take their constant judgement and criticism. I'm leaving that house."
Alex's expression hardened. "You can't just leave that place, Aerin.
You have a family, you spent your childhoo.."
I cut him off before he could speak any further,
"A family that doesn't care about me, You're the only one who's ever supported me, Alex" I spat. "And childhood? You call that traumatic hell-childhood?"
"You can't just run away like this, Aerin." Alex said, his voice firm. "We can work through this together."
I shook my head, fists clenched at sides. "I can't do it anymore, Alex."
"But Aerin,.."
That's it, the anger in me started rising. I didn't want to take it off on my brother who has always supported me.

My head started throbbing back and again, I felt sudden urge of alcohol or any distractions.
I rushed inside and when I didn't find my puff at side table, I knew the only place I could get rid of this pain, grabbing the car keys, I rushed out.
I even heard Alex's faint voice calling me but intentionally ignoring him, I took the route to club.

》》》

"You know, Jimin. Sometimes I feel like this is the only place where I can truly relax." Jungkook said taking sip of his drink.

Jimin nodded in agreement, his eyes scanning the dance floor."Yeah, it's a nice break from all the stress of our daily life."

》》《《

Little did they knew their life was about to take a big turn?

{Author's note:enjoyy and don't forget to vote and comment about your opinions.XO💗🤗.}