Our Prize [BTS x Reader] Mafia AU!

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The smell of alcohol and smoke was something that was always in the room. The walls were painted dark purple, hanging across them were various scroll messages. People sat all around the room helping themselves to all the drugs they had hoped to consume. To watch it disgusted me greatly, my distaste for these people grew larger every day.

I saw people come in, workers for other men who's greed was growing higher than the tallest towers of the city. Greed in this business I learned was something that got you into trouble. That's why most of the messengers were killed on sight, because their voices dripped with greed. In this world it wasn't something that was tolerated, and your life was ended quick enough.

I was taken a few years back. Kidnapped as my house was ransacked to find whatever it was that god forsaken gang was looking for. My family....killed right in front of me. I was the only one who was brought back, but I might as well have been dead. My body was something that 'appealed' to the leader Yong-Jun, the most powerful man in the underground drug ring. He would tell me that my eyes inspired him, that's why I was saved.

I could only assume that the constant fear in my eyes was what he was referring to. This poor excuse of a man was fueled by fear.

I was in my usual seat of the evening. On the lap of Yong-Jun as he smoked on his sick smelling cigar and expelled the smoke in rings above his head. My skin was tainted with bruises because of how rough I was handled. I was nothing but a toy to him. I practically wore nothing, a short skirt and a bra was all I was given to wear. He was a cruel man, and wasn't afraid to kill anyone who crossed him.

"What do you think (Y/N)?" Yong-Jun asked as he ran his hands over my small body, "how about we head to bed?" He purred in a sick manner, but nothing I wasn't already used to. Without a word, I went to stand from his lap, where he then pushed me down to the floor and stood up. "You think you're better then me now?" He smirked down at me as if I were a piece of filth, and I did not like it. But I couldn't stand for myself. "Start locking up for the night boys. It's time for some shut-eye."

Around the room, men stood with guns strapped to their bodies. Even though death would've been better than being here, I wanted it to be in my own terms. 'I won't end here...' I would think to myself every day, not that it worked too much. I went to stand up and was thrown back down be the shock wave of a very intense explosion. The front iron doors exploded and sent sharp shards of shrapnel across all directions of the room.

Most of it hit the standing guards, making them fall to their knees as they screamed in pain before quietly nodding off into an eternal slumber. I ducked and covered my head as there was the sound of shouting.

"Ayeeeeeeeooooooooo" was a shout I heard, a voice I didn't recognise. I glanced up to see 7 men run through the dust clouded room as the explosion debris settled. All of them dressed in leather with black cloth masks across their faces, they began to disarm the guards and kill them on site. 'God please save me, save me. Please save me...' I turned to see Yong-Jun grab my wrist and yank me from the ground. "Get the fuck up! Move it-"

"Where are you going in a hurry huh?" A deep voice asked, a blade sparkled in the now flickering lights and was now pressed to his throat, "you don't have to go anywhere ~" and with a swift movement and a clean cut Yong-Jun was now dead. His blood sprayed out from the fresh wound, I felt it hit my bruised skin, the gruesome sight was getting worse by the second.

The grip he once had on my wrist was now released, and I fell to the ground. I shook with fear as I looked up to the towering man in front of me. The blade trickled with blood and he knelt down to my level. His eyes bored a hole straight into mine, their shocking and intense brown colouring startled me. "P-Please..." I barely let out a whisper as I felt myself growing weaker, a prick was felt on the back of my neck.

"Ahhh Jin-Hyung! You gave her the shot too quickly! Now she won't remember that cool thing I was going to say!" I heard the man in front of me whine. There was a chuckle from afar and I felt my body being lifted by a strong pair of arms. "Don't worry too much Jungkook, you'll get to talk to her when she wakes up."

"Please......" I whispered and soon felt myself go limp in a strangers arms.

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