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Blood and Silk The Mafia Bond ( Taehyung and Jungkook)(V and Jk)

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💥“Blood & Silk: The Mafia Bond” – Chapter 4: Lovers, Liars, and Lethal Lies

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Chapter 4: Lovers, Liars, and Lethal Lies

Blood was drying on Taehyung’s neck, but he didn’t care.

Not when Jungkook was kissing him like he needed it to breathe. Not when their bodies were so close it was hard to tell where one ended and the other began. The docks around them were littered with bodies, but in that moment, only they existed.

“I can’t lose you,” Jungkook whispered, his breath hot against Taehyung’s lips.

“Then don’t.”

Jungkook cupped his jaw, fingers trembling. “If something ever happened to you… I’d burn this world down.”

Taehyung stared at him, heart pounding like a war drum.

And he believed him.

But love wasn’t the only thing in the air. There was something else—a shadow that slipped past the edge of Taehyung’s mind like a whisper.

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One hour later – Safehouse

Taehyung pressed a cold cloth to Jungkook’s wound while Jungkook sat shirtless on the couch, eyes closed, head tilted back.

The room was dimly lit. Only the sound of Taehyung’s breathing filled the space.

“I still smell her perfume on your jacket,” Taehyung said suddenly, voice low and dangerous.

Jungkook opened his eyes slowly. “Kira’s dead.”

“I know.” Taehyung’s fingers stopped on his side. “But what if there’s more?”

“More what?”

“Secrets. Lies.” He met Jungkook’s gaze. “Tell me you’ve been honest with me from the start.”

Jungkook didn’t blink.

That pause was a dagger.

“Tell me, Jungkook,” Taehyung repeated. “Is there anything else I should know?”

Then—three words:

“She wasn’t alone.”

Taehyung stood, the air instantly cold. “What?”

“She had a partner. Someone from your side.” Jungkook stood too, wincing slightly. “Your own people set you up, Tae.”

Everything stilled.

“You’re saying someone in my family betrayed me?”

“Yes.” Jungkook’s voice hardened. “And I’m going to find out who.”

Taehyung stepped closer. “You kept this from me?”

“I didn’t want you to act recklessly.”

Taehyung grabbed him by the collar. “You think I’m fragile?”

“I think I’d rather lie to you than watch you walk into another bullet.”

Their breaths clashed.

“Don’t you ever lie to me again,” Taehyung said darkly.

“Then don’t make me choose between protecting you and obeying you.”

Another kiss—fast, furious, teeth and tongues. Like they were trying to bite the truth out of each other.

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The next day – Kim Mafia Estate

Taehyung returned home, dressed in silk and venom.

The estate looked peaceful from the outside, but inside? A viper’s nest.

He walked through the halls like royalty, all eyes watching him. But he only had one target:

Yujin.

His cousin.

The only one with access to the weapons route Jungkook was ambushed on.

Taehyung found him drinking whiskey in the greenhouse.

“Taehyung,” Yujin smiled, “back from your little love vacation?”

Taehyung didn’t smile.

“You leaked the drop location.”

Yujin laughed. “You sound like your boyfriend. Maybe he’s filling more than just your bed.”

Snap.

Taehyung pulled out a gun and aimed it directly at Yujin’s head.

“You want to talk about filling beds, Yujin? Let’s talk about how you’re sleeping with Hyunsoo’s sister.”

Yujin’s smirk faded.

Bullseye.

“You think I wouldn’t find out?” Taehyung stepped closer. “You think I wouldn’t check everything after what happened?”

Yujin stood, eyes furious now. “I did what I had to for power. You? You’re too busy getting d*** from a man who should’ve been our enemy.”

Taehyung didn’t hesitate.

Bang.

Blood splattered the orchids.

Yujin fell like a puppet with its strings cut.

Taehyung stood over the body, shaking.

“Never touch what’s mine,” he whispered.

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Later that night – Jungkook’s Apartment

Jungkook opened the door and froze.

Taehyung was standing there, drenched in rain, wearing a bloodstained coat and nothing underneath.

“Babe…” Jungkook’s eyes scanned him, alarmed. “What happened?”

Taehyung walked in without answering, grabbed Jungkook by the collar, and kissed him hard—angry, raw, desperate.

“I killed him,” he breathed. “Yujin.”

Jungkook didn’t flinch. “Good.”

Taehyung backed him up against the wall, tugging his jacket off.

“I need to feel something other than this rage,” he whispered. “I need you.”

Jungkook kissed him like fire—hands roaming, lips biting, their bodies locking like magnets. Taehyung moaned as Jungkook's hands slid up his thighs, lifting him up against the wall.

“I’m here,” Jungkook growled. “I’ve always been here.”

Their clothes hit the floor one piece at a time, the sounds of their breaths echoing in the dark. Jungkook kissed every bruise, every scar, every place that ached inside Taehyung.

And Taehyung let himself fall—into that touch, into that safety, into that danger.

But right before they could drown completely—

Jungkook’s phone lit up.

Taehyung saw the name on the screen:

“Unknown – Black Fox”

His body stiffened.

“What’s that?” he asked.

Jungkook’s eyes narrowed. “Nothing important.”

But Taehyung snatched the phone and opened the message:

> “Phase 2 initiated. Does the prince suspect yet?”

Everything shattered.

Taehyung stepped back, chest heaving.