She just got off from her 9/5 job and walking back home with a small strawberry cake, since it was her 24th birthday.

She weren’t pleased or excited for her birthday like normally people will be.

Because she knew, she’ll be alone at her apartment and celebrating it alone.

It wasn’t like she wanted to be alone but,

She had no one.

After her father’s death last year the only family she had.

She stopped living and start surviving.

Her gaze was on the ground, while walking down the street to her apartment nearby lost in her own thoughts.

When she heard a painful man’s groan.

Her head immediately snapped towards the dark alley.

She couldn’t see clearly what the sound was,

So she decided to take a quick glance.

It won’t hurt right?

But it did.

As she stepped into the alley and instead of stopping right there.

Something didn’t felt right and she walked deeper inside.

Until she froze when she saw the scene right infront of her eyes.

Big tall scary looking men in black fitted suits loaded with snipers and weapons surrounded around the place like oxygen.

Before her gaze landed on a man.

Bending down to a weak looking man on the ground with blood all over his suit, a bleeding nose bruised eyes and trembling lips.

Almost like begging for mercy.

Not almost.

But he was begging for forgiveness.

From the man who was bending down to him with rifle in his tattooed hand.

Before the bleeding man could say anything.

The man shots him right in the middle of his forehead.

The gunshot startled her causing her to drop the cake in her hand and makes sound.

She immediately covered her mouth in shock and stepped back but trips over her own legs and fell down.

In no time.

The armed men turned to her with their weapons.

Which took her breath away.

But the man who just killed the bleeding man,

Didn’t turned around or even glanced her way.

One of his men approached her and points the gun at her and was about to shoot.

Because she just saw something she shouldn’t have seen.

But before he could pull the trigger,

The man slowly raised up from the dead man on the ground.

And slowly turned around.

It was no other than,

jeon jungkook

The most known mafia figure in the history of Asia.

She felt like her heart dropped for a moment.

And he approached with steady steps while handing the bloody gun to his right hand man.

Kim taehyung.

As jungkook approached.

Sharp jawline, piercing dark eyes, tousled black hair, broad shoulders in the tailored black three piece suit.