The retreating figures weren't just signaling reinforcements—they were luring them into a trap. The realization hit Y/N like a cold wave, and she turned to Jungkook in panic. "We need to leave. Now."
But it was too late. A dozen more men, armed and ready, flooded the alley from both ends, surrounding them. Y/N's heart raced as she searched for an escape route, but there was nowhere to run.
Jungkook cursed under his breath, his gun raised but his expression grim. "We've been set up."
"We have to find a way out," Y/N said urgently, grabbing his arm.
But before they could make a move, a voice echoed from the shadows.
"You can't run, Jungkook."
Y/N's breath caught in her throat as the figure stepped into the light. It was Yuri. But she wasn't alone. Behind her, standing in the shadows, was someone else. Someone Y/N never expected.
"Yuri…" Jungkook's voice was full of disbelief, anger, and something else—betrayal. "You…"
Yuri smiled, a wicked smile full of venom. "You think I'm the enemy? No, Jungkook. I was never your enemy."
And then, the person behind Yuri stepped forward.
It was Yoongi.