The Most Trusted One

Morning sunlight slowly filled the enormous dining hall of the mafia mansion.

For a place that belonged to the most feared criminal empire in the world, the atmosphere inside the mansion was strangely peaceful.

That peace, however, only existed because of one person.

Kim Taehyung.

Taehyung walked into the dining room carrying a tray of coffee cups, carefully placing them on the large table one by one. He didn’t even need to ask who wanted what.

He already knew.

Black coffee for Yoongi.

Extra sugar for Jimin.

A strong espresso for Namjoon.

Jin preferred tea in the morning.

Hoseok liked something sweet.

And Jungkook usually grabbed whatever Taehyung handed him.

“Taehyung!”

The loud voice made him look up.

Kim Seokjin was standing near the kitchen doorway with his arms crossed.

“Why are you doing this again?” Jin asked with a dramatic sigh.

Taehyung blinked innocently. “Doing what?”

“This,” Jin said, gesturing toward the tray. “You’re not our butler.”

Before Taehyung could answer, another voice joined in.

“You kind of act like one.”

Min Yoongi was already sitting at the table, lazily scrolling through something on his tablet.

Taehyung chuckled softly.

“Well, someone has to take care of you all,” he said.

Across the room, Jungkook entered while stretching his arms above his head.

“Hyung, if you stop making coffee for them, maybe they’ll finally learn how to do it themselves.”

“Hey!” Jimin protested immediately, grabbing his cup. “Don’t ruin a good thing.”

Hoseok laughed loudly, leaning back in his chair.

“Honestly, if Taehyung ever leaves us, this mansion will fall apart within a week.”

Namjoon nodded seriously.

“That’s probably true.”

Taehyung shook his head, trying not to laugh.

Moments like this felt warm and normal, almost like they weren’t the rulers of a dangerous mafia empire.

But the peaceful atmosphere didn’t last long.

Soon the table filled with mission reports, phones, and tablets.

Namjoon, the leader, started discussing an important shipment that had mysteriously been delayed.

Yoongi mentioned a suspicious deal that had suddenly fallen through the night before.

Jimin talked about unusual movements from smaller gangs in their territory.

Within minutes, the calm breakfast turned into a heated discussion.

“Someone is interfering with our operations,” Namjoon said seriously.

“Then we crush them,” Jungkook replied without hesitation.

Yoongi looked unconvinced. “It’s not that simple.”

Voices began overlapping again.

Arguments started building.

Taehyung watched quietly for a while before gently tapping his spoon against the table.

The small sound instantly made everyone stop talking.

Six pairs of eyes turned toward him.

Taehyung stood up and walked toward the large screen on the wall.

“Wait,” he said calmly. “You’re all talking about different problems, but they’re connected.”

Namjoon frowned slightly. “Connected how?”

Taehyung quickly pulled several files onto the screen.

A map appeared.

Then transaction reports.

Then security footage from a warehouse.

“These incidents all involve the same group,” Taehyung explained.

Jungkook leaned forward. “Which group?”

Taehyung hesitated for a brief moment before saying the name of a mysterious underground organization that had recently appeared in criminal circles.

The room became quiet.

No one had taken that organization seriously before.

Namjoon crossed his arms, thinking carefully.

“You believe they’re testing us?”

Taehyung nodded slowly.

“They’re watching our reactions.”

Yoongi looked annoyed. “Then we should strike first.”

But Taehyung shook his head.

“Not yet.”

Everyone looked at him again.

“We don’t know enough about them,” Taehyung continued. “If we attack blindly, we might fall into their trap.”

A long silence followed.

Finally Hoseok sighed.

“So what do you suggest?”

Taehyung glanced back at the screen.

“We gather information first,” he said. “Let me handle it.”

Namjoon studied Taehyung for a moment.

Then he nodded.

“Alright. I trust you.”

No one argued.

Because everyone in the room knew the same truth.

If Kim Taehyung was involved, things would always be handled perfectly.

What none of them knew…

Was that somewhere far away, hidden behind layers of encrypted networks, someone was watching the meeting through hacked cameras.

A cold smile slowly appeared on the mysterious man’s face.

“So that’s Kim Taehyung,” he murmured.

Multiple photos of Taehyung appeared across the monitors.

“Interesting.”

The man leaned back in his chair.

“If we break him…”

“Those mafia kings will collapse.”

And with that thought, the first step of a dangerous plan quietly began.

To be continued...

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