V leaned in, his breath warm against Jungkook’s ear. "You're good," he murmured. "But not good enough to kill me."
Jungkook’s pulse pounded in his ears. His body screamed at him to fight back, but V’s grip was like iron.
And his eyes—**those damn eyes—**held something dangerous. Something too amused, too intrigued.
Justin
I will get another chance to kill you ."
kim v
V’s smirk deepened. "Oh, I know."
Suddenly—BANG!
The door burst open as Yoongi’s men stormed in.
Jungkook reacted on instinct, using V’s momentary distraction to flip them over—now it was him pinning V against the wall.
kim v
raised a brow, clearly entertained. "Kinky."
Justin
Jungkook scowled. "Shut up."
More gunfire. No time.
Jungkook had two options—fight his way out alone or take the risk of aligning with V.
V must have read his mind because he smirked, tilting his head toward the exit.
kim v
"Truce?"
Jungkook hesitated. This was a terrible idea.
But right now? It was the only way to survive.
He exhaled sharply, grabbing a fresh gun
Justin
"Fine. But after this, we’re not done."
kim v
V’s grin was almost wolfish. "I’d be disappointed if we were."
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