Y/N felt like the ground had been ripped from beneath her as Yoongi's figure emerged from the shadows. His cold, calculating gaze locked onto hers, and for the first time in ages, she couldn't read him. He wasn't the same Yoongi who had once helped her, the one who had been their ally. This Yoongi was someone else entirely. Someone dangerous.
"You?" Y/N's voice trembled with disbelief. "Yoongi… why? After everything—"
Yoongi's lips curled into a bitter smile, but there was no warmth behind it, no recognition of the bonds they once shared. He looked like a stranger. "You still don't get it, do you?" he said, his voice icy, almost mocking. "I was never on your side. I've always been on the side of power. And right now, that's not you. You were just useful."
Jungkook's grip on his gun tightened, his jaw clenching in fury. "You're lying. You've always been on our side."
But Yoongi only shook his head, the darkness in his eyes growing deeper. "I've been on my own side. The power I have, the connections… they're not just about protecting the people I care about. They're about securing my future. And I won't let anyone, not even you, stand in my way."
Y/N couldn't believe what she was hearing. The person she'd trusted, who had been part of their family, had turned on them without a second thought. It felt like a punch to the gut, and the air around her seemed to suffocate her lungs.
"Why now?" Y/N asked, her voice barely above a whisper, trying to understand. "Why betray us now, Yoongi? After everything we've been through?"
Yoongi's gaze softened, just for a moment, but then it was gone, replaced by the same ruthless determination that had made him a mafia boss. "I didn't betray you. I'm simply choosing a side. A side that doesn't get destroyed by the ones they're trying to protect."
Before Y/N could process his words, Yuri stepped forward, her eyes glowing with triumph. "You really thought you could stop us?" she purred. "You never had a chance. Yoongi was always meant to be with us. He's far more useful than you ever were, Y/N."
The sting of those words hit harder than any physical blow could. But Y/N refused to let herself break in front of them. She couldn't. Not now.
Jungkook took a step forward, his expression deadly. "You think this is over? That we're just going to let you walk away? You've made a grave mistake, Yoongi. And you'll regret it."
Yoongi's eyes flashed, a dangerous glint appearing. "It's too late for regret. You should've known the price of playing in a game you didn't understand."
The tension between them was suffocating, the weight of betrayal pressing down on every breath. The men surrounding them closed in, and Y/N realized with a sickening certainty that there was no easy way out. They were trapped.
But Jungkook wasn't done. He had always been the impulsive one, the one to act before thinking, and now, with the fury of betrayal running through his veins, he was willing to risk it all.
"You think this is your victory?" Jungkook's voice rang out, full of defiance. "I don't care how many of you there are. I will tear this empire down piece by piece, and I'll start with you, Yoongi."
The air crackled with energy, the tension unbearable, and just as things were about to escalate further, a sharp voice interrupted the standoff.
"Enough."
It wasn't Yuri. It wasn't Yoongi. It was a voice they hadn't heard in years.
Standing in the entrance of the warehouse, his figure tall and imposing, was Jimin.