synopsis ∴ two leaders and one city. territory sparks rivalry, desire, and betrayal. nothing ends clean.
genre ∴ dark mafia | romance | rivals → tragedy
warnings ∴ violence · guns · betrayal · tragedy · blood · mentioning of sex
characters ∴ mafia!jungwon x mafia!reader
wc ∴ 1.2k
taglist ~ @won1yoiz
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CHAPTER 3 - WEDNESDAY
Reader’s POV
“meet me in the alleyway,” jungwon says before hanging up.
you were sitting at your desk, the annoyance of your rival instructing you orders pissed you off. clean.
as much as you didn’t want to follow his orders, you had territory to take over. including his own.
you grab your leather jacket, throwing it around your shoulders as you head out of your club, making your way to see what the fuck jungwon was on about.
the streets smell of war before it even began. smoke curled from overturned cars, and the neon lights of the district flickered against puddles of rain water. you moved through the chaos, scanning faces you didn’t know. your heart hammering against your ribs, anticipation grows inside of you.
then you saw him. jungwon. calm. calculated. way more composed than last night. your eyes lock in with his. you didn’t speak. you didn’t need to.
“any leads yet?” he questions, taking a pull from his cigarette.
“nothing solid. i’ve checked my routes. nothing is missing on my end.” you answered, putting your hands in your pockets.
he looks at you. “then someone’s clever. using your territory against you… and me.”
you smirk, holding your hand tight around your gun in your pocket. “then let’s see how clever they really are.”
you hear a little rattle come from behind you. turning your head rapidly, nothing was there. you felt a presence and it wasn’t a friendly one. as you begin to walk towards the sound the rattling noise continues.
you were nearly out of the alleyway, crouching by a trash can. you lifted it when jungwon shouted “look out!” he ran toward you, and together you tumbled to the ground as bullets whizzed past.
“front’s mine. cover back!” jungwon shouts.
“backs clear” you shout.
jungwon fired relentless at the car, unaware of movement in the underground stairwell. your pulse spikes, a figure appeared with a gun pointed towards jungwon. instinct took over.
bang.
the shot hit the intruder in the ribs. he dropped a leather pouch, groaning, then scrambled back into the stairwell and disappeared.
you crawled forward, grabbing the pouch—cash and a folded card with your clubs logo. someone was framing you. you slid back behind the dumpster, eyes immediately back on the car.
jungwon kept firing, the car finally retreating and winding down.
the alleyway fell silent except for your ragged breaths. you met jungwon’s eyes. this wasn’t just an attack. it was a message and it was meant to provoke both of you.
“we clear?” jungwon heaves, laying his head back against the dark red brick wall.
“we should be,” you say as you get up from the floor.
jungwon also gets up, his tongue grazing his bottom lip as he heads towards you.
your blood was pumping through your body and you couldn’t tell if it was because of the left over adrenaline from the shoot out or from how good your rival looks at the moment.
snap the fuck out of it.
“take me to your vip room. i have something to show you,” you demand,
he runs his fingers through his jet black hair. he yanks you slightly behind him, gun raised. still alert. “stay low.” his jaw tightening.
“always,” you replied. “i found a clue,”
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“so you’re telling me someone is framing you?” his tone confused.
“yes, in-fact someone was coming out of your bar trying to shoot you.”
jungwon’s eyes widened. “i’m going to have niki run the tape.”
you tilt your head. “who?”
“niki. he’s my crew member.” he says, dialling the number on his phone.
jungwon steps away from you. you hear him on the phone talking to niki. your hands trace around the leather wallet, nothing else in there but your card and some cash.
you begin to slowly retrace the steps of everyrhing happening. you were at the garbage, bound to inspect the rattling sound that caught your attention. jungwon jumps on you and protects you, giving you time to pull out your weapon and fire back with him.
that intruder. it just kept running through your mind. where did he come from? why was he pointing the gun towards jungwon? what the fuck is going on.
jungwon comes back to his table, running his fingers through his hair. you tend to keep your calm demanour, but your intuition was telling you something different. something wasn’t right.
“he said he’ll view the tapes in thirty,” he exhaled. “is there anything else you need to tell me?”
your head still in your thoughts, calculating everything that happened. you being to hear snapping noises, but it was only jungwon’s fingers in your face.
“snap out of it. i’m talking to you.” he says. “is there anything else i must know?”
“no,” you say, getting up from the leather seat, the dark smell of vanilla roaming your nose. “i’ll be heading my way out. i have my own shit to handle.”
you got up rapidly, storming out of his room without hearing another word come out of his mouth.
your phone started ringing, you ignored it till you got back to the club. you were too busy focusing on your surroundings, making sure another break out doesn’t happen while you’re alone.
your phone rings again and this time you answer it—a hard and annoying “what,” erupts out your throat.
“boss! they got one of our people.” a voice says.
you stop mid walk, eyes widening. “who?”
“we don’t know who as of right now boss. we ran the footage, it was a guy with a black suit on. he was limping.” the guy spits over the phone.
limping.
“how the fuck did you manage to let an intruder into my hostess?” you question aggravated. “send me the footage now and with that being said put me on the speakers.”
“yes boss,” the guard said putting you on speaker. “you’re on speaker.”
“whoever managed to let the intruder inside, drop your weapon. you are no longer apart of my empire. those that weren’t there…” you pause. “kill them.”
you hung up the phone before you could hear the bullets going in your ears. standing on the sidewalk you look at the footage. your eyes squinting when you see something that stood out to you.
the placement of the intruders hand deepened your mind.
this was the person you shot in the ribs.
and not only that.
they had on gear you’ve only seen be worn on individuals who support your rival.
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💌 mimi’s note: twooo more chapters leftttt! do you think you (as in the reader) are on to something? do you think you’ll be able to stop this intruder and get the territory? stay tuned for chapters 4!
