Jungkook's back slammed against the cold marble wall of the penthouse, wrists trapped above his head by Taehyung's iron grip. His breath stuttered, chest heaving, eyes wide with both fury and fear.
"L-let me go," Jungkook hissed, voice trembling but...
The world didn’t whisper the name Taehyung anymore.
They whispered V.
When a deal was broken, someone muttered “Call V.” When a rival refused to surrender, just the sound of “V is coming” made their knees weak. When blood was spilled and questions were asked, media itself swallowed their tongues—afraid to write his name in print.
He wasn’t a man anymore. He was a myth, a shadow, a curse that enemies feared to wake.
🌑 Years Later – Present Age
Kim Taehyung 27,
he wasn’t a man people talked about—he was a name people whispered in fear. When deals failed, someone said, “Call V, he will finish it.” When blood debts weren’t paid, enemies begged, “Please… don’t send V.”
Even the media refused to print his name too loud—afraid their offices would be burned down before morning.
🌍 The Empire
V’s kingdom stretched across borders. Ports in Busan, casinos in Macau, nightclubs in Tokyo, diamonds from Russia, and silent politicians in America.
He didn’t sit in an office. He didn’t need to. One look from his sharp, cold eyes was enough to sign the biggest deals without a word.
Even rivals who never saw him… feared him. Because when people disappeared, the last thing they heard was—“V is watching.”
👴 The Old Mafia Boss – Han Joo Seok
Inside a grand mansion with marble floors and armed guards, Han Joon Seok sat in his chair.
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Once feared as the Lion of Korea, now he was weak. His face was wrinkled, hands trembling as he lifted a glass of wine.
