~ Jackson Wang POV ~

My first encounter with this guy, who I not-so-affectionately nicknamed "horseface," was during a time when Y/N and I weren't on speaking terms. It was all because of my own stupidity, getting involved with a girlfriend who refused to share me.

Months had passed since that peculiar chapter in my life.

I had always been a cautious guy when it came to trusting people, but when I did trust someone, they had my heart. Unfortunately, I made the grave mistake of trusting the wrong person with my life.

I still carry the weight of choosing that witch over my best friend, Y/N. Even though she forgave me, I haven't forgiven myself for that terrible deed.

Now, here I am, face to face with the horseface, who has been irritating me with that annoying grin for the past half-hour. My skepticism about this man began the first time I saw him in her office without any access to the keys. He had this uncanny ability to enter her office without the key, and it raised my suspicions about Jung Hoseok.

As Yoongi Hyung, Uncle Min, and I were gearing up to go to the police regarding her disappearance, this horseface walked in again, this time accompanied by Namjoon's older brother, further intensifying my skepticism.

I had trusted him initially because Y/N trusted him, but now, after seeing him enter without an invitation and witnessing his cocky grin, I started to doubt. My skepticism reached new heights when, immediately upon entering, he boldly declared, "I know where they are."

Like any normal person, my mind raced with questions. The first, most pressing one was, who are 'they'? And the second, equally important, how does he know about them?

Observing him closely, I could sense an air of confidence that bordered on arrogance. It fueled my frustration. I couldn't shake the feeling that Hoseok held information crucial to Y/N's whereabouts, but his demeanor and lack of transparency were infuriating.

Mr. Kim rubbed his hands together. his expression gave away his tensed demeanor which was marring over his forehead. 

Off topic, but Kim Seokjin is just looking the same as years ago, handsome as ever...Seven years later I can understand Y/N's crush over him, he is slick, he is hot, he is everything other guys are not....my gawd am I turning gay...?!

 "JACKSON!"

I flinched and played cool by scratching my chin and looked at Yoongi Hyung whose face immediately filled me up with guilt. My best friend was missing and here I was being pathetic...

This was my biggest defect; I get distracted easily no matter must tensed and stressed I am

Yoongi Hyung was looking stressed and Tired, I refocused on the new entrants in our house and sat with serious face. 

Hoseok sighed heavily and shook his head before smiling again 

"Y/N and Namjoon .... both are missing " 

The hand on my shin immediately jerked with the shock, Y/N and Namjoon ...together...?

Mr. Seokjin licked his lips before speaking "Last evening, Namjoon was getting ready for the club .... when I said I will come too...he denied " he looked at Hoseok, adding "Now...I understand why he was so nervous to go the club..." 

"So, you are saying my sister is with Namjoon and now both of them are ... together...." Yoongi Hyung's cold voice ranged

"IMPOSSIBLE!"

I stood up urgently "we both know that is impossible Yoongi Hyung, Mr. Jung, please state your business here before we get impatient" I pointed at him with a serious frown over my face

Even in her absence, I would defend Y/N. I knew her well enough to believe she would never willingly meet with Namjoon. I refuse to accept the possibility of them being together in the club.

Hoseok laughed, ignoring me, and sat across from Yoongi Hyung. "You must have checked your cameras, haven't you? Did you not see your sister wearing an overcoat?" Hyung nodded in bewilderment.

"How do you know?" Hyung asked.

My frustration levels surged as Hoseok grinned. I glanced around, seeing everyone tense, especially Uncle Min, who seemed most confused.

Hoseok ignored Hyung and showed something on his phone. He suddenly shoved the phone in Hyung's face. "What if I say she was wearing this underneath that coat?"

I hurriedly walked up to them, snatching the phone from Hoseok's hand. The picture, taken from a distance, showed the club's interiors in the background. What shocked me further was Y/N talking to Namjoon.

Hoseok snatched the phone back before clearing his throat. "Now we all know they are together."

"They both went to the club together, and now both are somewhere together," Hoseok emphasized the word 'together.' I feared Yoongi Hyung would snap and break his neck; I could see him clenching his jaw.

Before I realized it, Hyung had Hoseok's collar, pushing him harshly. "What are you trying to say, huh? I know my sister better than you. She doesn't even spare a glance at him. Why would she go to a club for him? And who are you?"

Mr. Seokjin and I held both Yoongi and Hoseok back. Hoseok huffed, freeing himself. "I'm not implying anything. I'm here to help; just stop jumping to conclusions!"

"The club in the picture is none other than Vixen's Club. I got this photograph from my sources and thought of helping you guys," Hoseok huffed dramatically, wiping his forehead before continuing, "You must've known who's the owner, isn't it?"

"Kim-" Yoongi Hyung began.

"Taehyung," Mr. Seokjin completed.

All the pieces fell into place. She went there for the camera, the one I told her about. From the day I mentioned it, I had an intuition she might do something like this. I ignored it, thinking she forgot.

I was preparing to go there, understanding the danger of that club. But she went without even telling me. My feet staggered, realizing she entered the lion's den without prior knowledge, and I felt responsible. I was the one who told her about the camera.

Now, her phone was unreachable, and she was in the hands of Kim Taehyung. The fear was visible in my eyes. Stepping back, all eyes in the hall turned toward me.

"How my daughter got connected with a fucking Mafia King Yoongi?!" Uncle Min spoke for the very first time 

"Kim Taehyung is son of Kim Ju-Kyung" Mr. Seokjin answered 

"Jackson, do you know something about this?" Uncle Min asked and spoke for the very first time 

I am Doomed, Y/N what have you done....

~ Jeon Jungkook Pov ~

"I said meet me in the parking lot! I'm going to find Y/N," commanded Namjoon sir, swiftly exiting the office in a hurry. My gaze briefly shifted to the unconscious Mafia King sprawled on the floor, who moments ago was ready to finish me off.

I detest impending tasks; they're my greatest annoyance. Once you initiate a task, it's meant to be completed. We were initially here to find the Go-Pro that Y/N Nonna wanted, but now Namjoon sir had different plans.

I took a serious blow to my head, just stepping back at the very last moment.

No.

Despite the pounding in my head, a slight bleed, and hazy vision, I was still functional. I kicked Taehyung's unconscious body to check his consciousness, but he seemed fine on the floor.

Wobbling through the dark office room, I reached the table in the middle. Staggering behind it, I attempted to open a drawer, only to find it locked. A sudden pain erupted in my head, and I winced. My hand instinctively moved to my head, but it provided no relief.

The drawer's key had to be with Taehyung. I approached him, desperately searching for the key.

 "Come on, where is it?" I whispered helplessly, tears burning in my eyes with frustration. Not finding anything in his pockets, I punched him in frustration, then slumped back with no hope.

Standing up, I admitted defeat, cursing at the unconscious monster. "Couldn't you tell me where the camera is before fainting? Useless!" I spat and stumbled toward the door.

Dizziness hit unexpectedly, making it hard to walk straight. Two arms caught me instantly, freezing me in my steps. "I can help you if you want, young man," the man whispered.

Due to intense dizziness, I struggled to read the man's expressions and features. He was shorter than me but older.

"P-Please help," I whispered. The man nodded, guiding me to sit on the couch before disappearing for a few minutes. When he returned, he handed me a black case. "What is this?" I weakly whispered.

My head bled profusely, contributing to the growing dizziness. I felt gentle pats on my cheek before a voice echoed in my ears. "This is the camera you needed. Get out of here before the boss wakes up."

"H-how?" I questioned.

"Just consider me as Y/N's friend. Now, get out, boy." He made me stand and escorted me out of the office. I glanced back at the still-unconscious Kim Taehyung.

After a few minutes of walking, I realized I was out of the red club area, where I worked. Arms around my shoulders disappeared, and I wobbled again.

"Mingle in the crowd, and please give this case to Y/N. I can't stay here for long; you'll be in danger. Now, go." He pushed me into the crowd.

I imprinted his features in my mind, grateful for the man who helped me secure the camera. Wobbling through the crowd, I safely tucked the camera case into my pocket.

I did it.

I fulfilled my promise, hoping to make my mentors proud. Grinning lazily, I scanned the crowd for two familiar faces. They had asked me to meet them in the parking lot, and I headed towards the exit.

Walking with pride, my head became my enemy, and the pain intensified. I staggered and fell, just a few steps away from completing my mission. I pleaded with myself to gather some energy. Gasping, my surroundings blurred, and almost nothing was visible clearly.

"-EY?"

I loud voice echoed in my ears, I eyed the club ceiling in dizziness 

"Hello?"

Someone patted my cheeks again; I should deny him touching my cheeks like this...

"--You, okay?"

"Camera," I whispered, hands clutching my pocket.

"What?"

"Camera."

I didn't know when everything went black, and the last thing I saw was an unknown man staring at me in panic.

He was good-looking......by the way. 

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TBC

I know many of your will be confused with Jungkook Pov, just read chapter 67 for a quick recap, I am sorry once again for my tardiness 

Next update on Wednesday or Thursday.... 

I Lob You ❤️