Chapter 1 – Deal Gone Wrong

The warehouse smelled like rust and smoke. V stood in the middle of it all, coat draped over his shoulders, eyes cold and sharp like a blade. His men lingered behind him, guns hidden but ready. On the other side, Jungkook walked in with the same careless confidence he always carried, leather jacket clinging to his frame, a smirk tugging at his lips.

The air was heavy. Too quiet. Too dangerous.

“This wasn’t the price we agreed on,” V said flatly, sliding a folder across the table. His voice was calm, but there was poison in it.

Jungkook leaned down, flipping through the papers without even pretending to care. “Prices change,” he replied, voice low, almost mocking. “You should know that better than anyone.”

V’s jaw tightened. The years apart hadn’t changed Jungkook—still arrogant, still reckless. But seeing him here again after everything they’d been through… it pulled something inside V he didn’t want to name.

“Don’t play with me,” V said, his tone sharper now.

“And don’t waste my time,” Jungkook shot back, eyes lifting to meet his. For a second, the noise of the warehouse seemed to fade, and it was just them—two men with too much history, too much bitterness.

Then, the first gunshot cracked the silence.

Chaos erupted.

Bullets flew across the warehouse, echoing like thunder. V’s men drew their guns, firing at the rival gang that had been hiding in the shadows. Jungkook’s side did the same, the deal exploding into blood and violence. Shouts, screams, metal clanging—it was a storm of fury.

V ducked behind a stack of crates, pulling out his pistol with steady hands. He aimed and fired without hesitation, dropping one of the enemies. His eyes flicked to Jungkook across the floor. Jungkook was moving fast, like a shadow, shooting down anyone in his way. The smirk was gone now—replaced with something darker, sharper.

For a moment, their eyes met through the haze of smoke and flashing gunfire.

Hatred burned there—years of betrayal, anger, unspoken words. But under that hatred, something else flickered. A memory. A pull. Something V wished he could kill as easily as pulling a trigger.

Another explosion shook the ground, snapping him back. He pressed forward, shouting orders to his men, but his gaze kept returning to Jungkook. Always him. Even in the middle of bloodshed.

The fight dragged on, brutal and unrelenting. Bodies hit the floor, blood stained the concrete, the air reeked of gunpowder. V reloaded, sweat dripping down his temple, when suddenly he saw one of the rivals aiming straight for Jungkook’s back.

“Jungkook!” The warning slipped out before he could stop himself.

Jungkook spun, firing his gun just in time to drop the man who had aimed at him. His brows furrowed for a second, his gaze snapping back to V. The look said everything—Why warn me? Why care?

Neither of them had the answer.

By the time the smoke cleared, only a few men were left standing. Both sides had taken heavy losses. V stood, chest heaving, gun still in hand. Jungkook wiped blood from his cheek, eyes never leaving V.

“Still the same,” Jungkook muttered, almost to himself.

V’s lips twitched into the faintest bitter smile. “You’ve changed.”

The tension between them was heavy, thicker than the smoke still hanging in the air. Enemies, yes. But the way their eyes lingered said otherwise.

The deal had gone wrong. The blood on the ground was proof of it. But for V and Jungkook, this was just the beginning.

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