His significant silent angry step headed flat to the dark basement. And a loud gunshot became conscious of the two men on the bare floor. Body throbbing shivers from the inner soul in fear & anxiety gulping them, features covered with blood. Looked like they were extremely tortured.

Couldn't even lift their faces & dare to look up at the entrance, evident panic in their eyes deducing the powerful demonic dignity reaching them.

A vicious smirk played on the dire captivating face of Jeon Jungkook, holding a gun in his right hand meanwhile dark gaze was a nightmare.

"Messing with Jeon Jungkook parallel to teasing the hellfire. And it won't take long to burn in the same fire."

The deadly voice cut through their eardrum like sharp thunder on a stormy night as well as the sharp sound of shoes coming near the two terrible men.

" They took it easy. Let me take it easy then." The authoritative steps stopped finally in front of them.

" Pathetic piece of shit." And a gunshot thundered without any further indication. The bullet pierced one of them directly. Scarlet liquid oozed out, dripping down from his forehead.

The alive body beside the dead one flinched at the rough sound. The man tried to let out words for his existence to beg in front of the devious mafia to grant his life.

Before he could pronounce a word, the scrape sounds on the floor hesitated his heart out, letting out a word is far.

Grabbing a chair harshly already dragging in front of that man, now so furious Jungkook. Noises echo in the dark silent room.

He bangs and placed the chair loudly on the floor, making the man shrink by the loudness. And then his marvelous body was in it, sat down in a calm imperious way. Legs apart a little & elbows resting on his knees holding his gun in one hand, meanwhile drastic gaze chops the man.

"Now tell me, wasn't that easy? Bullet holes sincere on the forehead & bloody blood dripping down. Hmm?"

Similar to the epitome of godly feature in black communicating with his dark daring aura, his every word cut like a knife.

The man's face was tragic & looked so homeless & beggar of his own life.

" Come on. Won't you like this easy pretty stuff on you, Hutaski, I guess that's your name? " The mafia's voice got bitterly calm while he threw carelessly the revolver in front of him.

Hutaski's eyes widened. " Oh please. I'm not that heartless. I'll give you an easy cessation of breath also. You are the second culprit after all." Jungkook let out & afterward looked at the gun on the ground & then at the terrific man.

" Take it. For you. " His dominant tone ordered as he raised his eyebrows at the last giving the significant smirk.

The man has no strength & heart to pick up, but if he dares to deny mere words of Jungkook's, then his death will turn into disastrous torture ever. And he is so aware of it.

His trembling hand picked the gun with horrendous mental pain. The mafia stood up " Shoot yourself". Casually speaking out the words, he turned to leave.

" I feel like vomiting sitting in front of some trash. But I don't wanna waste my time here any more seconds. " Jungkook then looked at the entrance.

" Bambam go bring my pretty dogs. And make sure they vomit on this trash & then eat his nasty body alive & the dead ones too, of course."

And the man, Hutaski was terrified enough. The next moment click sound can be heard at the exact time, black shoes stopped & lips formed the same cold horrific smirk on his deadly handsome face.

"That wasn't a smart move. Too bad." The satanic voice thrived dark.

Now the same black shoes turned their heels as the mafia's silent insane face now facing the frightened guy on the floor.

Holding the gun straight to him just a second ago the same guy, Hutaski dare to aim the bullet toward Jeon Jungkook

" You thought?" Jungkook's voice darkened.

Steps walked towards him. The more sound of shoes against the marble floor reaching closer, the louder the heartbeat the man receives from his chest. Ultimately, which stopped in front of him & the guy felt like an ant in front of a lion.

"There was one bullet in the gun. Poor you. I already blessed it to your so-called companion right at the forehead." And the voice came informing him the truth, snatching away his heart with the gun dropping down from his shaking hand.

" I'm all aware of a worthless animal like you will show his true color."

" Thought would give you an easy death. But now........guess what? " Jungkook bent down a little as one of his men came & grabbed the man's jaw, lifting his bloody profile to face Jungkook.

" Guess what...... You're not fond of easy things." Jungkook completed his words & straightened up his posture, putting his rough palm in his pockets before turning around, he uttered with gritting teeth.

" Me neither."

The mafia headed towards the exit without wasting any more minutes. Another self coated with blood was dragged into the room and looked like he was just being free from the torture room. The man was half lifeless as the guards holding him stopped in front of Jungkook.

" Ohh here the so-called director of them. The main... culprit."

"Spy huh..... spying on Jeon Jungkook. You fuckin kidding with me.

You filthy creature. If anyone sets foot in my territory, it doesn't take one second for me to get the news. And you are here splashing the water playing like a kid. Weren't you aware that there lives Sea Monster? hmm?"

" I was just letting you three run how far you could." Jungkook's tone is low.

"NO ONE can even breathe here without MY PERMISSION. And you dare to set foot without my permission." Every word of him was clear & vivid.

Jungkook left the basement with an order "Throw him beside his so-called friend out there. Cut the three bodies into pieces & pack them in some trashy bins. And don't forget to home deliver it to their fuckin leader Yang.

He would love seeing his little brother with his two other servants packed so beautifully"

" He should know whom he invited to mess."

---

It has been five days since the occurrence took place between two people in the garden. Five days since the mafia left & hasn't returned home yet. Because he has to go out for his work and that is not unexpected for them. Not surprisingly at all, this happens often in their lives.

Sometimes it takes time and sometimes it is done in one day depending on the business of the underworld.

Like every new day keeping up the royalty and embellishment of life, the mansion shines in the morning. The sun rays enter through the window, delivering its relaxed gold gleam over the rich luxurious interior of his room.

His elegant fingers brush on every clothes in the wardrobe, ultimately stopping on top of a specific outfit, peach pants & white t-shirt. He brings out to wear. Today he was a bit early for university. Due to his assignment, he had to sacrifice his early sleep.

The impressive glorious hall room has been set perfectly. Housemaids always do that. It always breathes flawlessly. Still, some maids just touch upon all things every time. Even though each & every corner is neat, clean everything's in its exact position in the dark rich theme of the interior of the mansion.

Meals are being arranged at the breakfast table. As it's time for breakfast.

The car arrived in front of the mansion. The guards were quick to unlock the door. His fast fine move came out and simply walked towards the huge open gate of the mansion so gracefully holding up the same impressive sovereignty of him.

Wearing the blank & serious face, ebony orbs, in no need of looking at anyone, led him straight up to the living room to head towards the stairs.

Just when he reached the stairs, the mafia's ears pricked up at the sound of someone's tread.

The same dark orbs so finely drove to the exquisite male stepping downstairs in white & peach with a little bit of messy soft hair carrying his sleepy pleasant face.

The dark blazer hanging over Jungkook's lean tattooed arms. Before he could place a step on the stairs, his intense gaze captured the delicate person in front of him who was coming down.

Each step in his, calm essence, is so elegant with the same pleasant unbothered face.

When he was stepping down almost five stairs away from the dominating man, Taehyung's sleepy eyes looked up parting his long lashes blessing the view of the same quiet almond eyes which caught in front him standing in all his gifted dark glory, Jeon Jungkook.

Both eyes crash together. There was silence. Fine stillness. Pretty interests of soundless gazes.

Before anyone could be seized in any daring ocean, Taehyung's eyelid covered his mesmerizing eyes, preventing taking Jungkook's stare at him.

Taehyung's orbs looked down at the stairs, blank gaze wandering there soon back to finally shifting simply down on his way & soft step proceeded to step downstairs the next moment.

Reaching near the dominant male, gracefully thin finger didn't take time clutching the hem of his t-shirt when his delicate body just passed beside the strong muscular figure. Of course, Jungkook's dark orbs are sharp enough to catch his every move.

His eyes simply got close when the same authentic smell reached his nostril, especially one that is pleasant as Taehyung's presence passed near him. Without looking back at the petite male, he just stood there with a blank stare now.

A sudden amusing smirk formed on his stern impressive face for a moment before he steps went upstairs.

Yes, what secrets do people hide behind a smile or smirk?

---Figuring out will take time indeed.

Taehyung gently walked over to the breakfast table. Seokjin gave his familiar delightful smile like always while greeting him and received a small soft smile in return from Taehyung.

So far now, after days, he has learned to smile at Seokjin here & there. However, the soft smile is sort of suppressed.

Within some time, Taehyung was done with breakfast & left for his university as usual. Sitting in the car in a solitary, his nonchalant mind stood unable to remain in one place. He never anticipated confronting a certain gaze when he just woke up in the morning.

He looked outside the window, soft breezes of morning blew away his fluffy hair as the car drove to his university with his mind in wonderland.

----

Rough palm was messing with the files on the table in his office room. He already had four cups of coffee since evening. With a frustrated self & disturbed mind putting his file on the table with a slam, he stood up from his chair.

"Maybe sleep can help. " Jungkook muttered as he walked over to the door of his office room.

Everyone is already asleep. It's already midnight. Today he's back in the mansion & still, that does not mean he has no work. Besides, he always indulges himself in work, but he just does not want to do things with a restless mind right now with thoughts he never imagined thinking.

Jungkook walked through the dark corridor towards his room thinking about things.

He was walking in the corridor & it didn't need time for him to realize someone's presence behind. He frowned his eyebrows and turned all alert. At midnight, in the dark, who can roam around? His ebony eyes & ears were sharp enough. Realized the person was just close behind him.

His tattooed hand didn't take much time to grab a wrist & yanked harshly, pinning the person against the wall of the corridor in a close rigorous hold. And a pitched noise of glass smashing loudly on the floor can be heard.

" Who the hell ---"

There was silence.

The sound of heavy breathing halted Jungkook in the middle of his sentence. He felt soft delicate skin under his aggressive palm. The same wrist he's holding rigidly on the wall was drastically pleasing to touch.

Jungkook's awfully dominant face is close to the one pinned against the wall. The soft smell & tenderness of their skin prevented Jungkook from doing anything cruel. He could perceive the person in front of him as someone with a graceful structure.

For eternity there lived sounds of breathing between the two people. One's eyes are looking down and breathing heavily and one's extreme gaze is starting raw at the person in the darkness in front of him.

Unaware. Wine lips of the mafia moved near the male's neck as his nose brushed so lightly over the warm skin. But the next moment the male flinched in front, shivers out from the core. And the movement was not difficult to comprehend by Jungkook.

And soon Jungkook removed the harsh rigid hold backing away from the person.

But there was a mist of heavy silence again, this time tightening the atmosphere around, fading everything heatedly. It doesn't allow them to light out of there.

" What are you doing here?" Jungkook's deep tone can finally be heard in the silent dark corridor.

There was no response from the other person. Then the sound of footsteps could be heard and a dim light filled only the place where they were standing.

Again footsteps & Jungkook came back to his previous place and stood in front of the person after switching on the light. Maintaining the distance now, he caught the sight in front of his eyes.

There was standing the delicate figure of Taehyung scared yet his fragile state spreads his beauty which still radiated in his unstable condition. Leaning his back against the wall, the palms of his hands were beside him on the same wall while he was catching his breath.

His chest is rising up & down

due to severe shortness of breath and a light trembling body with quivering rosy lips. Those enchanting eyes were not visible to Jungkook as they were looking down.

He looked recklessly breakable & purely submissive. Too much in a shivering curvy body.

But soon Jungkook's eyes turned into bloodshed when he noticed red liquid little under Taehyung's ankle. And the pieces of glass scattered on the floor of a jug. There was water all over spread around.

It didn't take time for Jungkook to understand why Taehyung was in the corridor at that hour. Naturally, he is a man of sharp brain and it doesn't take seconds for him to understand every situation. But today he is extra disturbed, so he did something wrong ever and came to realize it very well.

The mafia understood when he pinned Taehyung why the mafia hadn't felt any wet or pieces of glass piercing on his foot. Because he was wearing his shoes & Taehyung was in simple slippers.

When the glass is scattered randomly everywhere, a small piece pierces the side of Taehyung's foot, just below his ankle. The exact area was not covered, the skin was bare there usually which does in thin flip flop slippers.

Jungkook was too quick to get close to him. But Taehyung shrunk himself still was not looking up. He couldn't go beyond what occurred just a few seconds ago. Somebody grabbing him harshly or pinning him on the wall & then the rude way of talking out of nowhere.

All seemed dreadful in the dark corridor. Particularly when the person in front of you is perilously dominant.

Avoiding his protest, Jungkook moved closer. And anyone could ever imagine this, the mafia kneeled in front of Taehyung as he looked at the cut beside his foot. Therefore, his eyes looked up and he saw Taehyung's eyes were shut, and black lashes were squeezed together tightly. Without saying anything, Jungkook did something.

He simply picked Taehyung up in his arms the next moment. But was never expected to hear the sound of Taehyung letting out an " Ahh! " in pain & at his sudden move.

And if ever he struggled to deny it or not, that sounded like a vulnerable sin in his ears.

Instantly Taehyung's little fist clutches Jungkook's fabric of clothes on his chest as his eyes lids got flat open and met with the dark gaze already starting to the core of his soul.

Blissful doe eyes looked at the dominant feature right in front of his face with his same mesmerizing gaze. With a tint of redness among a little bit of water flowing around the orbs & with wet black thick eyelashes, Taehyung looked helplessly innocent.

Those eyes of Taehyung reveal a galaxy of things, unlike his mouth where words barely ring.

Beautiful interest of wordless vision.

The silence singing through the eyes meet, and in a twinkle, with an ineffable, only half-conscious hue of people calling emotion, they were in an unfathomable touch of gazes.