Stigma Love's Algorithm [ A BTS x Reader Poly ]

Chapter 125: Breached, but Not Broken 🔥

I exchange a glance with Si Woo, whose face is pale behind his glasses. "This is some next-level shit."

"And it's pissing me off," Yoongi grits, voice low. "Because if they could do this... they could've done worse. Which means this wasn't about showing off. It was a message."

"Or a test run," Jin's voice cuts in from the door as he strides in with Dara at his side, both of them sharp in black and navy and oozing legal urgency.

"Don't say 'test run' like this is a cyber heist movie," I groan, but Jin just kisses my forehead in greeting, then Yoongi's cheek before sliding his phone into his pocket.

"I've got the privacy clause shielded in every region. Dara's been working her magic with legal compliance and client assurance. You have 72 hours before the board goes nuclear."

Dara sighs beside him, scanning her tablet.

"All major publications will get embargoed press releases in one hour. We're setting up a rolling Q&A campaign. But this Soulreach launch?"

"On the brink," Namjoon answers as he enters the room, tying his hoodie at the waist and balancing three cups of coffee.

"My team at Purple Hope are panicking. And the shareholders think it's a security concern on our activism pipeline."

He hands a cup to Yoongi-who barely glances up but mutters, "Thanks."

Namjoon smiles, then hands me mine.

"Yours is double sweet. I figured you needed more serotonin than caffeine."

"I might need a full sugar IV at this point," I mutter, gripping it gratefully.

Namjoon leans over to glance at Yoongi's screen, watching code stream like an indecipherable prophecy.

Then he places a hand on Yoongi's shoulder.

"Take five, hyung. Breathe."

"I'll breathe when this bastard's firewall cracks," Yoongi growls.

Jin places his hand on the back of Yoongi's neck and gives a gentle squeeze.

"You're not alone in this. We're with you."