This chapter contains curse words, themes of violence, mental health, suicide, threats, and trauma. If you are uncomfortable with any of those, don't comment shit, and please leave.

-AUTHOR POV-

"CRUNCH!" the sound of autumn leaves crunching under boots and the racket of doors breaking down was the first thing Eric Nam had heard when he woke up- but it surely would not be the last.

He had decided to sleep there after he realized he had packages to deliver the next morning- and he didn't want to face his wife after the fight they had over who would be the heir to their mafia.

"What the bloody hell is going on?" he muttered to himself. After rubbing his eyes, he grabbed his gun and peeked outside his room. There were other mafia troops in his building! He quietly called for backup and within minutes he heard the squeal of brakes and a popping noise? No, it couldn't be a bomb.

"Fuck!" he heard one of his men groaning, and he quickly diverted his attention to shooting his attackers. Just then, a loud boom was heard and he groaned from the impact, making him fly to the air and land on his back. He never realized that his assailants (fancy word for ENEMIES) had stolen his bombs.

Once he got up, he gritted his teeth and- No. It couldn't be. But there they were, but they seemed to be missing some members...

Who are "they?"

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His fucking enemy...

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BTS

-??? POV-

Namjoon Hyung seemed mad. I've seen him mad at Jin for no reason, but this time I could see daggers shooting out of his eyes. Mr. Nam must've seen them, but he shook his head and came up to us.

"What do you want?" he said, almost threateningly. I could see Hobi Hyung stiffen a laugh.

"Mr. Nam, you perfectly well know what I am here for. Please hand it over. Now." Namjoon Hyung said.

He was so calm yet menacing, I've never felt this... scared.

Mr. Nam shook his head and Namjoon Hyung was about to talk when Hoseok Hyung spoke up.

"Mr. Nam, if you knew what was going on at your house right now, you wouldn't be saying that..."

Hobi Hyung was smirking and smiling quite innocently.

'Cute...' I thought to myself.

Wait. What am I saying? I couldn't be falling for him, am I?

I shook my head and continued telling myself, 'Remember what you told Mr. Bang. You promised not to-'

"Are you okay sir?" one of the low ranks asked me.

I quickly smiled and paid attention to what was happening.

-Eric Nam's POV-

"Know what?" I sneered, waiting for a cocky response. These foolish bastards... they really don't know how this mafia business works.

"Sir?" one of the underlings asked.

"Yes?" I replied, waiting to hear what he needs to say.

"We got a report from your house, sir."

"And..?"

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"They killed your wife and your house is on fire."

-END OF CHAPTER ONE-

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