"Taehyung listen to me-"
"No! You can't go there alone y/n, you do know how fcking risky it is. They'll take advantage of this situation."
Y/n and Taehyung along with their men were currently going towards the location where the enemies were residing. Their vehicles went through the deep forest. Approximately more than 80 haices cars were there. They were residing in a huge abandoned hotel. After all, it was a war. The plan was, Y/n would go to the floor alone where Junho held yoonminseok captive, which Taehyung wasn't agreeing with cause he knows very well Junho wouldn't be alone. Even though, Taehyung already killed the Mexican gang, the Italians were still alive. Also there will y/n's father. They'll do anything they want to tackle y/n.
"Taehyung goddamn it! I won't fucking die. Are you not confident enough about us? We are the most powerful in the world when we're together."
"I know! But they'll fucking beat you to death taking advantage of this situation, don't you get it?"
"That's what I want. I want them to hit me, kill my guards and let them win."
Taehyung sighed knowing she would stay straight with her decision.
"We are near, V. Take care of the whole building and stick to the plan. You know when you need to reach out to me."
Soon the firing began. She got off the car along with Taehyung and Hyo Joo. Zee wasn't here since he hasn't recovered yet.
"Hyo Joo."
"Boss."
Y/n exhaled a heavy breath gulping down her saliva,
"I need words."
"I promise you Red Python, I'll come back alive. I will keep your trust."
She glanced at Taehyung for the last time before he nodded and they made their was inside.
Junho smirked as his bodyguards threw the tied up bodies of Jimin, Yoongi and Hoseok in the large hall. Hearing heavy sounds of gunshots Junho spoke,
" Seems like my prey y/n is here."
"She isn't the prey, you are." Jimin uttered while Junho punched him again.
"The beating wasn't enough huh? Tie their body with rope and hung them! One wrong move she does and I'll fire at the rope so that you three can die without peace.
Let's see who wins, Min Y/n"
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GRIEF ; PJM
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