A massive ship cut through the dark waters, carrying enough illegal cargo to put everyone aboard behind bars for life—drugs, weapons, alcohol, and countless other forbidden goods. More than ten criminal organizations were aboard. Gang leaders. Crime bosses. Mafia groups from different countries. They were all traveling toward South Korea, using the ship as a floating marketplace for everything they weren't supposed to have. Outside, the ocean looked almost lifeless. The sky was dark and gray, the waves rising frighteningly high as the ship rocked through the rough water. Inside, however, it was almost like another world. The enormous ship contained clubs, casinos, private rooms, and even secret auctions. Music played while criminals laughed, gambled, traded goods, and made deals that could ruin lives. And among all of them was one man everyone feared. Jeon Jungkook. Jungkook rarely attended meetings aboard ships like this, but this time was different. His reputation for cruelty had spread far beyond his own organization. Even the other crime bosses knew better than to challenge him. When Jungkook arrived, he didn't need to announce himself. People simply moved. A huge portion of the cargo being transported to South Korea belonged to him, which was why he had been given a place aboard the ship. While the criminals continued their business, something completely unexpected was happening below deck. Five teenagers had accidentally found themselves aboard. Lexy, Rain, Jasmine, Kie, and Jimin—the youngest at seventeen. They had been trying to escape a security group after sneaking somewhere they weren't supposed to be. In their panic, they had hidden aboard what they thought was simply a massive yacht. They were wrong. They had spent hours hiding inside a cramped storage room, too frightened to investigate. Eventually, Jimin was the first to wake. He rubbed his tired eyes and slowly stood, hoping they could finally leave. He opened the storage door. A blast of freezing sea wind immediately slammed into him, forcing him backward. Jimin froze. Outside was nothing but darkness, rain, gray skies, and enormous waves rolling around the ship. The realization hit him. They weren't anywhere near land. He hurriedly woke the others. One by one, they stumbled awake and looked outside. Silence. Then Rain stared at the ocean. "W-Wait... where are we?" Nobody had an answer. Their panic quickly turned into a desperate plan: leave the storage room and find a way out. They carefully moved through the dark corridors until they finally reached the main interior of the ship. The moment they stepped inside, they stopped. The hallway was enormous and luxurious. But what frightened them most were the men stationed everywhere. Bodyguards. All dressed in black. Armed and watching every corridor. The five teenagers immediately ducked behind the nearest wall. None of them knew that they hadn't simply broken into a dangerous ship. They had walked directly into the territory of some of the most dangerous criminals in the world.