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It was an evening like any other, Seoul was cold, it was snowing and the streets were almost empty. On the outskirts of the city there was an impressive, luxurious villa, full of wealth, luxury, but with a black soul. The king of the DRAGON mafia, Jeon Jungkook, known as "The Beast", lived in it.In the bowels of the house there was a small dark room, in which quiet sobs and groans could be heard. The room was dimly lit, there was an unpleasant smell in it, and besides the dirty and cold floor, a man lay curled up. He was all bloody, battered, his body was covered in bruises and open bleeding wounds. His suffering had lasted for several days and the desired end in the form of death had not and would not come. Every single day of his imprisonment, Jungkook himself came accompanied by his most loyal followers to remind him of what would happen if someone betrayed him.The door opened with a loud bang and the lying man froze in fear when he saw the same figure that had been hurting him for days, looking at him and a small devilish smile appeared on his face. "It's time," Jungkook said in his deep voice, turned around, went outside and two men entered, grabbed the lying man and started dragging him into a large side room, where there were chains hanging from the ceiling, in the corner was a large table on which were torture devices from the world's inventions, a collection of knives and other weapons. They dragged the man in, hung him by the hands in the prepared chains and retreated to the corner of the room. Next to the large table was walking the devil himself in the form of Jungkook, who, with a weak hum, was choosing an instrument with which to please his devilish soul.He ran his fingers through the weapons and stopped at one, a smile appeared on his face, he took the torture instrument in his hand and turned to the hanging man. "Well, we should have a toy. We can continue where we left off. What do you think?" Jungkook's gaze darkened, his eyes narrowed and in his hand he was playing with a small whip that had hooks on the end and with slow and firm steps he walked towards the hanging man, who was shaking and began to beg "Please....not again...kill me. I deserve to die" Jungkook just smiled and hit the man's back with one strong swing. The scream filled the entire room, but Jungkook didn't stop and hit him three more times before leaning towards his face and speaking in a low devilish voice "No, you don't deserve to die yet! You stole money from my package and tried to run away!"The bound man, covered in blood, tried to speak, but his voice was broken and quiet. Only a weak hoarseness came out of his throat, which only angered Jungkook more. He fought back and hit the man's body several times again, shouting at him in a firm, powerful voice, "Did I ask you something?! You had the audacity to betray me, but now you have nothing to say? You are a piece of shit, just human waste! Because of your gambling, you sold your own daughter to get money, and now you have robbed me too!" with each word, another blow hit the man's body, but Jungkook was in complete agony. He hated betrayal, but he also hated when innocents were hurt.He killed his own father when he found out that his father had killed Jungkook's mother, just because he came home drunk after a bad deal and after an argument, hit her so hard that she hit her head on the corner of the table and died.
Back in the past
Jungkook was only 10 years old at the time and believed his father when he told him that his mother had died in a car accident on her way to the store. It took 10 years for Jungkook to find out the truth and he might never have found out if he hadn't met a former maid who had seen everything that night. The former maid happened to meet Jungkook at a party when she was working there and Jungkook recognized them immediately. He loved her very much, she took care of him when his parents didn't have time or were away on business. When Jungkook saw her, he walked up to her petite figure and hugged her tightly. "It's so nice to see you again. It's been a long time. How are you? Where have you been all these years?" the petite woman began to sob in his arms and after a while she pulled away from him, gently placed her tiny hand on his cheek and spoke in a low, trembling voice "You've grown so much. You look just like your mother. She would definitely be proud if she saw how beautiful you've grown, if it weren't for that fateful night" she lowered her eyes and wiped the tears that were running down her cheeks. Jungkook leaned down slightly "What fateful night?" and looked at her questioningly. The woman shuddered when she realized what she had just said and tried to speak it, but it was too late. Jungkook sensed that she was hiding something from him and so he asked again, but this time his voice darkened and irritation could be heard "I asked you, what fateful night are you talking about?!"The woman stared at him silently, her lips trembling, she grabbed his hand and spoke softly "Come with me, I can't tell you here" Jungkook frowned slightly, but followed the woman into a nearby room. When they entered, the woman was slightly frightened, she walked to the window and after a while turned and looked at Jungkook. Her voice was shaking, she started crying and knelt at his feet. Jungkook looked at the kneeling woman with a face devoid of any emotion, his hands in his pants pockets and the muscles on his body tensed with tension. "Start talking!" he spoke and silenced the woman's crying. The woman looked into his dark eyes and spoke, "Your mother loved you more than her own life. She and your father argued quite often because she found out he was cheating on her and on that fateful evening, they were arguing downstairs in the living room. Your mother wanted to leave him, to take you with her, but your father was drunk, full of anger." The kneeling woman started crying again, stood up and continued, "I came to the door when I heard their argument and after a while, I saw your father hit her and she fell headfirst on the table. There was blood everywhere, my mother was lying on the ground, her body not moving and your father was standing over her. After a while, he called two men and they took your mother's body somewhere. When the men returned, their father killed both of them so that they wouldn't tell anyone. I was scared and that's why I left the next day. I had a little daughter at home and I couldn't threaten her." After these words, the woman became even more she cried and begged for forgiveness for being silent the whole time.Jungkook stood, his muscles tense, the woman's words replayed in his head and he couldn't believe it. His own father had lied to him and what was worst, he had killed the woman, his mother, who loved him. He was overcome by anger, hatred and determination that his father would pay with his own life for his mother's death. "Thank you for telling me. I'll spare your life." he handed her a credit card "Take this and live a happy life" after these words he turned and left the room.He walked through the large hall, his step was firm, decisive, his face was full of anger and hatred. If he could, he would kill anyone who got in his way with his gaze. He left the hotel and his best friends Hobi and Namjoon were waiting for him by the car. Looking at Jungkook, they knew that something bad had happened, but they were afraid to ask. Without a word, all three of them got into the car and Jungkook yelled at the driver, "Take me to my father right now!" The driver obeyed without a word and there was a dead silence in the car. Hobi and Namjoon looked at each other and then finally Namjoon dared to speak, "Kookie, what happened? Do you look like you're going to war?" Jungkook didn't even move, he looked at his friends, only out the window of the moving car and clenched his fists, his fists resting on his knees were clenched so tightly that his knuckles were white as snow.The journey didn't take long and when they parked in front of Jungkook's father's house, he immediately got out, his friends immediately followed him and when they reached the main door, where two guards were standing, without a word he pulled out a gun and shot both of them in the head. He kicked open the door, entered the living room, where his surprised father was sitting in the armchair, who had heard the shot and before anyone could say anything or react, he shot his father in the leg. His father's scream of pain echoed through the house, and the guards who were running up aimed at Jungkook, Hobi, and Namjoon, who also had their weapons ready. Before his father's guards could react, Jungkook started shooting at them along with his friends, and in a few seconds there was a grave silence in the house. His father was lying on the ground, holding his bleeding leg, but he didn't say a word. Namjoon and Hobi remained silent as well, because they didn't know at all what their best friend was doing. Jungkook walked up to his father, knelt down next to him, his gaze was deadly, dangerous, and in a deep voice he spoke to his father, "Now you'll find out what hell is!" he stood up, looked at the surprised faces of his friends, "Take him to the tomb immediately!" (the room in Jungkook's villa where he tortured and killed) and without turning around, he walked out of the house and got into the car. While he waited for his friends to carry his father to the car, throw him in the trunk, and get in themselves, Jungkook sat with a dark expression and no movement.The driver took them to Jungkook's villa and Hobi and Namjoon carried their father, walking wordlessly behind Jungkook. They went down into the tomb, chained their father and everyone stood silently waiting to see what would happen. Jungkook sat in the corner in a chair, poured himself a whiskey and stared wordlessly at his shackled father. He finished his drink, threw the glass across the room and shot his father in the other leg, without any warning. Everyone froze, his father screamed in pain and then Jungkook stood in front of him "Did you think I wouldn't find out, you bastard?!" His father didn't say a word and Jungkook shot him in the leg again, to which he screamed in pain again. "You're going to suffer like a mangy dog for everything you've done! How could you?!" he roared and his powerful voice echoed throughout the room. His father just stared at him and didn't say a word. Jungkook tortured him for hours, in the worst way, one of the security guards couldn't take it anymore and vomited in the corner of the room. Hobi and Namjoon just sat quietly and watched Jungkook take out his anger on his poor father. When his father was barely breathing and was losing consciousness for a while, Jungkook took out his cell phone, called Jin "Come to the tomb immediately to treat the prisoner!" he put down his cell phone, left and his friends immediately followed him. They entered the office, where Suga was already waiting, who poured whiskey for everyone and sat in the chair that was right across from the table where Jungkook was sitting.They sat quietly when Jungkook put his face in his hands and started crying. They let him cry, they knew their friend and knew when to be quiet and when to speak. After a while, Jungkook calmed down, leaned back in his chair and looked out the window."That bitch killed my mom" his voice was firm, but you could hear the pain he was going through. Then he told his friends what happened. His own father's torture lasted for months until he couldn't be saved anymore and he finally died. The day he shot his father for the first time was the day he took over the company and became the king of the mafia.
Present
Jungkook stood in front of the traitor who robbed him and sold his own child to pay off his debts. The man in chains was barely breathing when a single shot rang out and the man's body was left hanging limply in the chains. Jungkook turned to Hobi "Get rid of that trash, I need to go take a shower" Hobi nodded in agreement and Jungkook went to his room and took a long shower.When he got out of the shower, he put on black sweatpants, a black T-shirt and with his hair still a little wet, he went to the office downstairs where Suga was. He entered, sat down next to him in the chair. The room was technically secured with all sorts of the latest technologies. Suga turned and looked at Jungkook. "I think I found something. You should take a look at it, Kookie," he said, and they both turned their attention to the monitor. Suga played him a security camera footage from one of the remote parts of Seoul. The video showed a group of people chasing a pair of boys. Jungkook didn't see anything that would suggest that there was anything important there until Suga zoomed in on the footage and a familiar face appeared in one frame. Jungkook held his breath as he looked at the monitor, anger mixed with fear flooding his face."You have to find him, Yoongi!" he said in a serious and forceful voice. Suga nodded and got to work.
To be continued later............