**Title: 𝒟𝒶𝓇𝓀 𝐸𝓂𝒷𝓇𝒶𝒸𝑒**
**Description:**
In a city ruled by the powerful Jeon family, Taehyung, an innocent and beautiful café worker, unknowingly captures the dark hearts of the Jeon members.
"He's just a barista," Jungkook murmured, his...
The room was dimly lit, shadows dancing on the concrete walls as a single, flickering bulb hung from the ceiling. The air was thick with the metallic scent of blood and the muffled sounds of a man's whimpers echoed through the space.
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In the center of the room, tied to a sturdy wooden chair, was the traitor who had dared to betray the Jeon family. His face was bruised and battered, his eyes wide with fear.
Jeon Namjoon stood in front of him, his presence commanding and imposing. His cold, dark eyes bore into the traitor's soul, making him squirm under the intensity. Namjoon's sharp suit was immaculate, a stark contrast to the chaos around him, symbolizing the control he maintained over both his empire and his emotions.
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"You thought you could betray us and live?" Namjoon's voice was low and menacing, each word dripping with malice. "You thought wrong."
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To his right, Jeon Yoongi leaned against the wall, his arms crossed and a cruel smile playing on his lips. His usually stoic demeanor was replaced with a dark amusement as he watched the traitor's futile attempts to escape. Yoongi's cold, calculating eyes never left the man, enjoying the fear and desperation that radiated from him.
"Traitors like you don't get second chances," Yoongi said, his voice chillingly calm. "You brought this upon yourself."
Jeon Jungkook stepped forward, his dark aura enveloping the room. The youngest of the Jeon family, he was no less ruthless than his brothers. Jungkook's sleeves were rolled up, revealing muscular arms, and his hands were stained with the blood of their enemies. He crouched down to the traitor's eye level, a sinister grin on his face.
