“I really don’t want to do this.” Jiyeon smirked as she pressed the muzzle of the gun against the man's forehead, right dab in the center.

“Then let me go, you !” The man shouted as he tried to twist and turn in the chair. Jiyeon couldn't help but laugh since he was strapped down so tight that even if he did somehow have a weapon behind his hand, he wouldn't be able to escape.

“I’m sorry but I just can’t do that. Now give me the necklace.” Jiyeon’s lips curved into a devious smile as she innocently tilted her head to the side.

“No.” The man glared at her. She sighed heavily and pressed the gun harder against his head.

“Just listen to me! All you have to do is give me the ing necklace and then I will leave and you’ll be free. Hell, no one will even notice that you’ve been beaten up by a girl.” She tried her best to remain patient and calm despite the urge to just shoot the man but that wouldn’t do her any good.

“ no!” The man shouted once again. With no hesitation, Jiyeon pulled back and slapped his face with the back of her hand, still holding onto the gun.

“It’s just a god damn necklace! Just give it to me!” Jiyeon shouted angrily. patience, he’s way too stubborn, she thought.

“ you, you .” The man spitted his blood onto the ground. There was nothing else that Jiyeon hated more than false name calling. She drew a fist and quickly threw a punch at his stomach which caused him to groan in pain. She threw another punch before pulling back to brush a few loose strands of her hair behind her ear.

She cleared before asking once again, “Where is it?”. She hated asking such dumb questions over and over again.

“If it’s just a necklace, why do you want it?”

Jiyeon pushed her sunglasses up some more and continued chewing her gum. She also hated it when Hyuna gave dumb missions to her. But that’s a different story.

“Will you just give me the necklace? Like seriously dude, this is taking way more time than it has to.” Jiyeon annoyingly said.

“Never.” The man glared at Jiyeon again. Jiyeon heaved a heavy sigh and glared back at him. If this were to continue for five more minutes, she was just going to shoot him and suffer the consequences that Hyuna will give her.

“Just give me the ing necklace!” She shouted as she slapped the other side of his face, wiping the blood that got onto her leather gloves onto his shirt.

“For a pretty girl like you, you’re pretty strong.” The man his bloody lip before smirking at Jiyeon. She cringed at the face before putting on a fake smile.

“Thank you.” Jiyeon imitated a sweet voice before burning her eyes through his skull. He could feel the hate in her eyes and it startled him slightly. “Give it.”

“I said no! God damn it! Leave me the alone! Don’t you know how to listen?!” The man shouted at her angrily.

“I really don’t want to do this.” Jiyeon grumbled as she sighed.

“Stop saying that if you ain’t doing anything! Stop acting like a tough girl, you cheap, pathetic wannabe.” The man laughed like a maniac as Jiyeon stared at him.

This triggered Jiyeon. In a blink of an eye, she cocked her gun and pointed it right towards the man’s face, the muzzle slightly nudging against his nose. The man suddenly grew stiff and his eyes widened with fear. Jiyeon slowly lowered her aim until he reaches his knees before shooting one of them. He cried out in pain while cursing at her. She drew her gun back and smiled at him.

“What I hate most, besides guys like you, is false name calling. I’m as real as it’s going to get, buddy.” Jiyeon lightly blew air at the muzzle of the gun before smiling at him again.

“Oh? S-so now you think you’re a badass, huh?” The man managed to speak as he looked at her with tears in his eyes.

“Are you going to give it to me now?” Jiyeon asked. This Tom and Jerry game has already gotten boring. If Hyuna thinks that Jiyeon was going to forget this dumb mission easily, she better think otherwise.

“No..” He whispered. Jiyeon lifted her arm again and now aimed the gun at his groin, the same smile plastered across her face.

“Where is it?” Jiyeon asked nicely, hoping it’ll be the last time that she’ll ever have to ask such question. “Not answering? You do know that I will not hesitate to shoot your crotch? I mean, I’m sure ladies will thank me for this..”

She stopped herself as she realized he wasn’t even paying attention to her. Another thing that annoyed her, people not listening to her when she was speaking. She cocked the gun and let out a soft laugh.

“As I said, ladies will love me if I shot you right there-”

“Okay! Okay!” He suddenly shout, gulping thickly.

    “Okay what? Okay I get to shoot you or okay the necklace is--”

“Over there! It’s in that black safe under the desk. B-but the key is in my pocket.” The man quickly said.

Jiyeon narrowed her eyes at him as she slowly moved towards him, reaching into his pocket. Once her hand felt the metal key, the man kicked her in the shin, causing her to fall back. She let out a grunt as he struggled to release himself from the ropes.

“You ing piece of !” Jiyeon stood up, cocked her gun, and shot him in the shoulder. From the impact of the shot, he was now laying on his backside although still strapped onto the chair. He let out another cry of pain, the tears now obviously running down his face.

“God, you’re so ing annoying.” Jiyeon mumbled as she dusted off her jacket.

“You ing ! You shot my shoulder!” The man sobbed.

Jiyeon smirked and opened her fist where the key rested. She walked over to the desk where the black safe was and placed the key into the keyhole. Taking a deep breath and praying to God that it wouldn’t trigger anything, she turned the key slowly. After about five seconds of nothing, she quickly opened the door and there it was; the 2.5 million dollar necklace that Hyuna needed. Jiyeon reached in and grabbed the jewelry before shoving it into her pocket. She closed it and walked to the man who was sobbing and watching her.

“Thank you. That wasn’t so hard, now was it?” She grinned. “Now, there’s one bullet left in here and I have no idea which slot it’s in. So, if I shoot and there’s no bullet, you’re lucky and I go away peacefully. If I shoot and there is a bullet, you die and I celebrate with soju.” She smiled at him as she grabbed the fabric of his shirt, pulling him up into a sitting position with the chair again.

“If you do happen to survive, I’m going to need you to tell your boss to stop stealing from our people. Also, don’t mention me or Rolaxx or I’ll come back for you and I’ll make sure all the slots in this baby are full. Got it?” Jiyeon glared at him as he immediately nodded his head.

“One… two…. three.” Jiyeon aimed at his head like before and pressed the trigger, a smile curving her lips when no bullet came out.

“Wow, who knew you would be so lucky? Not only did you get to meet with a Rolaxx up close but you didn't die! Wow!” She spoke in a cheerful tone before turning serious again. “Now remember what I said? Don’t take it as a joke or I’ll hunt you down. You and your pitiful people.” Jiyeon whispered, patting the man on the shoulder. The man shakily nodded his head.

“Say yes.” Jiyeon kicked his chair out of frustration. “Didn’t your parents teach you some goddamn manners?!”

He let out a sob but eventually whispered yes.

“Good.” Jiyeon placed her gun behind the back of her jeans and walked towards the door. “Also, clean your office when you have a chance. It’s very messy.” Jiyeon smirked at him before leaving the building.

Once she got to her car, she took off her sunglasses, gloves, and her wig, tossing them into the passenger seat. She ruffled her hair a bit and sighed. That took about 30 minutes and not 10 as she said she would take. Her bluetooth in her ear beeped and she answered it.

“What?” She asked as she began her engine, quickly driving off.

“Meeting. Now.” Eunjung said monotonously into her phone.

“Of course.” Jiyeon hung up with another sigh before speeding towards The Crone.

The Crone is Rolaxx’s building. It was huge and hidden in the city and only some people know where it is. It’s where they grew up and where they trained.  It’s where all this started.

Hyuna’s parents, Mr. and Mrs. Kim, came up with a brilliant idea as they knew they were going to retire soon from the mafia. Despite the fact that Hyuna would have more than five hundred men working under her and have more than a few thousand working with her, they decided to adopt four girls who will help out Hyuna. Along with Hyuna, Mr. and Mrs. Kim transformed them into the agents they are today. They got treated like warriors. Hyuna is their real born child. Eunjung was the first to get adopted, then Jiyeon, Jia, and Nana. None of the girls were ever considered as Mr. and Mrs. Kims’ children; they were more like their minions. The only thing that made Hyuna more special was that she got to become leader and everything went under her name.

Once Jiyeon got to The Crone, she parked her car into the parking lot and took the elevators up to the top floor. It wasn’t long until she reached Hyuna’s office. Jiyeon threw open the doors and threw the necklace onto Hyuna’s desk, catching her attention.

“What is this?” Hyuna asked as she glanced away from the computer screen to look at the object on her desk.

“The necklace.” Jiyeon said as she sat down on the couch with the other girls.

“Oh. Right. Anyways, today I called you girls here because I have made a big decision.” Hyuna said as she tore herself away from the computer. She clasped her hands together and stared at them.

“What do you mean?” Nana asked as she looked at her nails before chewing on a fingernail.

“Phora.”

This caught most of the girls’ attentions. They looked at Hyuna with a questioning look only to get a smile in return.

“What do you mean?” Eunjung asked. Just the sound of Phora made her cringe. Phora were known to be the most ruthless mafia out there and they were run by boys. Ruthless, careless boys.

“What did you agree with? A deal? Or--” Jiyeon suddenly asked, suddenly feeling alarmed. It had to be a deal, right?

“To be partners with them.” Hyuna simply replied. Now everybody was getting furious. They liked doing their work by themselves but now they have to have other people work with them? And it happened to just be Phora, one of the most annoyingest mafias ever?

“For how long exactly?” Eunjung asked as she glanced at the girls who seemed to have a lot of questions for Hyuna as well.

“About a year.” Hyuna said as he gaze roamed over the girls. “Don’t panic now--”

“A ing year?!” Jiyeon suddenly shouted. “What kind of bull is that?!”

“Yes, a year. Why are you guys so mad?” Hyuna asked. “They help us, we help them. Plus, there’s nothing wrong with a little mon--”

“Why are you so stupid?! You always make stupid decisions and we are the one who has to suffer. Just stop making stupid decisions already and for once, think about your actions!” Jiyeon shouted at Hyuna as she got up from the couch, too frustrated to sit still.

“Right now is not the time to talk about personal matters. I’m being serious with you girls right now. Don’t bring personal matters into this or you’ll ruin it all.” Hyuna said with an annoyed look.

“Oh right. ‘Personal matters’. Why are you bringing those ruthless boys into our business? Why do we got to-” Jiyeon began to argue with Hyuna until Jia stopped them both.

“Guys, stop it. They’re here.” Jia said as she stared at the door. All the girls turned their heads Jia’s way and there they were.

The ruthless boys: Phora.