Raw Obsession of the Mafia King "It's just the beginning"

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"Behind this angelic face is a devil who knows how to make kings drop to their knees." __ Jeon Jungkook

The heavy downpour outside battered the glass windows of the underworld auction house, a sprawling mansion hidden deep in the heart of Seoul. The sound of rain against the windows seemed to fade as the murmurs inside the room quieted. The tension was thick, the air swirling with anticipation, as the room filled with mafia bosses, deadly assassins, and figures from every criminal empire around the world. The seats were filled with men and women of power, their eyes trained on the stage, eagerly awaiting the beginning of the auction.

At the back of the room, he entered. Kim Taehyung. The Mafia King. The mere sight of him, with his signature cold expression and sharp tailored suit, made everyone fall silent. His presence commanded respect, and the people in the room couldn’t help but stare, some in awe, others with a hint of fear. He walked with an air of confidence, his every step deliberate, as if he owned the very ground beneath his feet. Park Jimin, his loyal childhood friend and trusted right-hand, walked beside him. Their bond was something unspoken, yet everyone knew that Jimin was more than just a companion—he was Taehyung’s unshakable anchor.

As Taehyung scanned the room, his gaze flickered briefly over the crowd, his eyes sharp as a hawk’s. He seemed to be searching for something—or rather, someone. A small flicker of annoyance crossed his face when he couldn’t spot the person he was looking for. Muttering something under his breath, he made his way to his VVIP seat. The room buzzed with whispers, a few people even drooling over his intimidating yet magnetic aura, but Taehyung didn’t care. He didn’t need to. The mafia world feared him, and that was enough.

Sitting down, he adjusted his tie and leaned back, his piercing gaze still sweeping over the room. The auction had yet to begin, and Taehyung’s impatience was becoming palpable. He looked at the announcer with his sharp eyes.

Kim Taehyung

"Why are you not starting the auction" *cold and deep voice*

Annoncer

"S-Sir, we... we’re waiting for one more person.” *nervously*

Kim Taehyung

"You know better than anyone that we don’t wait for anyone in this business.” *His voice dropped to a low, threatening growl.* “I suggest you start it now.”

Annoncer

"Y-Yes, sir… right away."

He gulped, nodding rapidly before grabbing the microphone, his hands shaking.

Park Jimin

"Poor man" *chuckle*

Park Jimin

"Why are you so much angry taehyung, you were just fine before coming then what happened suddenly huh?"

Kim Taehyung

"......"

Park Jimin

"Is it just because some bunny looking human didn't come huh am i right?" *smirk*

Kim Taehyung

"Shut up jimin"

Park Jimin

"Just because i said the truth now you are telling me to shut up, really?"

Park Jimin

"You wounded me taehyung" *sniffing dramatically and placed his hand on his chest*

Kim Taehyung

"Stop being dramatic, it's going to start"

Annoncer

"L-Ladies and gentlemen, I hope you all have come prepared for the most exclusive auction in the underworld today," *trembling voice*

Suddenly, the sound of a gunshot rang through the room, making everyone freeze in place. Gasps filled the air, and eyes darted toward the entrance.

From the shadows emerged a figure and he was the last person anyone expected. Jeon Jungkook. The mafia brat. His baggy clothes hung off his lean figure, but his smirk was mischievous, dangerous. Today, he was dressed in his signature oversized black hoodie and baggy pants. But it wasn’t the clothes that drew everyone’s eyes—it was his aura. He walked in like he owned the place, his eyes glinting with amusement as he walked past Jung Hoseok, who followed him closely behind.

Kim Taehyung

*sigh* "This Brat"

Jeon Jungkook

“Couldn’t you wait for me? You really hurt my feelings, you know."

Jeon Jungkook

Annoncer

“I-I... it’s n-not... I didn’t—”

Jeon Jungkook

Tsk, I didn’t expect this kind of treatment. Here I am, just trying to make my entrance, and you go ahead and start the auction without me. Really? I thought we had an understanding."

Jung Hoseok

"It's becoming too much" *muttered*

Jeon Jungkook

"Ahem ok" *tiny voice*

He took slow steps towards his designated seat, making sure everyone was watching as he moved, his eyes locking with Taehyung’s for just a moment. The electricity between them was undeniable.

Park Jimin

"He's really something" *small smile*

Taehyung, however, didn't smile. His gaze was locked on Jungkook, his expression unreadable, but his eyes betrayed something deeper.

Jungkook and hoseok took their sits

Jeon Jungkook

Now that I’m here, we can begin, right?"

Annoncer

"yes.. of course sir"

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