BTS – Korea’s Number One Mafia Group

Namjoon (The Leader): A calculated and ruthless strategist who commands respect and fear.

Seokjin (The Diplomat): The suave negotiator, using charm and wit to manipulate deals.

Jay (The Vampire Enforcer): A tall, tattooed vampire with piercing eyes and an aura of danger, known for his explosive temper and unmatched strength.

Yoongi (The Mastermind): The silent tactician, pulling strings from the shadows.

J-Hope (The Tracker): A relentless hunter, skilled at finding both people and secrets.

Jimin (The Charmer): A seductive manipulator, using his allure to extract information.

Taehyung (The Shadow): A mysterious infiltrator, disappearing as quickly as he strikes.

Jungkook (The Muscle): The fearless enforcer, combining brute strength with unwavering loyalty.

The club pulsed with deafening music, neon lights casting shadows on the walls. BTS occupied the VIP section, their presence commanding attention. Jay leaned against the bar, his tall frame and tattooed arms drawing gazes from across the room. His crimson eyes glinted faintly, a warning to anyone foolish enough to approach.

Namjoon watched the room with a calculating gaze. “Keep an eye out. We don’t need any surprises tonight.”

A stranger stumbled too close to Jay, brushing against him. Jay’s jaw tightened, his sharp features darkening with anger. “Watch it,” he growled, his voice low but dripping with menace.

“Easy, Jay,” Seokjin said, placing a calming hand on his shoulder. “It’s not worth it.”

Jay’s piercing eyes flicked to him, his temper barely contained. “Not worth it? He should know better than to step into my space.”

Jungkook smirked, leaning closer to Jimin. “Hyung’s in one of his moods again.”

Taehyung chuckled, swirling his drink. “And yet, he’s still the hottest guy in the room.”

Jay shot them a warning look, his voice a growl. “If you two don’t shut up, you’ll be next.”

Namjoon sighed, stepping in. “Jay, focus. We’re here for business.”