Paradise Lost (Season One)

Chapter Eighteen: Who is Next?

All hell broke loose. Literally.

The utter chaos that Jungkook had just caused invoked a worldwide panic and it

was felt almost instantly. People were terrified of the fact that such a bad guy had been able to get so close to a world leader and kill him. It was a horrifying thought to realize that you weren't as safe and secure as you'd thought. Jimin watched the entire event play out on his phone. Sitting in the back of the car that was taking him to his destination, as he watched the gruesome death of the President of the United States, he didn't flinch. Instead Jimin felt a sense of relief that the first phase had been a success and now the second one depended on him. Jimin wasn't sure at first if he could do this. He wasn't the type to use his status as an Omega to his advantage, but Jungkook needed him, so he would venture outside of his comfort zone to be useful to the other. Jimin knew the risks but he also knew that he had to protect their pups and if this failed, the consequences would be fatal.

When the car stopped, Jimin glanced up as he turned his phone off.

"Are we here?" Jimin asked.

"Yes sir." The grunt driving answered.

"Is everyone and everything in place?" Jimin asked, slipping his phone into the

small bag resting against his right hip.

"Yes, we are ready for when we get the signal." The grunt said.

"Perfect." Jimin said.

Jimin closed his eyes as the door opened and the sunlight spilled in. Jimin shifted

to get out as he stood tall, pulling the long trench coat tighter around himself as he slowly opened his eyes and found himself standing before the home of the South Korean President. Jimin tilted his head as a harsh breeze shifted around him and he raised his hand to tuck a few stray strands of hair behind his ear. Jimin walked forward as he was led inside by a few of the President's men. Jimin was led to the far wing of the house, no doubt the man wanted to keep it hush hush what he was about to do. How would it look if the President was caught with an Omega that wasn't his wife? The door to a room was opened and Jimin stepped in. Looking around at the fine furnishing and expensive décor. It was a bit too much for Jimin, but everyone had their taste.

Jimin walked around, running his fingers along some of the furniture and then

stopped at the window as he glanced out of it. Seeing said President standing in the driveway with his wife, kissing her goodbye as he saw her off. How cute. Fake, but cute. Jimin's eyes lowered. It was nice that she wouldn't be here to witness what was coming, Jimin always admired the woman. She was active in fighting for equal rights for Omegas and did a lot of good will and charity work. A good woman that deserved to live unlike her husband. Jimin wondered if she knew that her biggest obstacle was her husband. The man wanted to keep society as it was, but society was due for a change. Jimin sighed as he turned away from the window. Finding a place to set up his phone to record, he hid it among some books on the shelf across from the bed. Perfect. Jimin sat down on the edge of the bed, crossing his legs and hiking the trench coat up to his thigh, leaving his skin on full display for the Alpha.

Glancing to the side and seeing the phone was recording, Jimin turned his gaze

forward as the door opened. The older Alpha walked in, his eyes going wide as he saw Jimin there, waiting for him. He was shameless as his eyes roamed all over Jimin like he was a piece of artwork on display. Closing the door, the Present swallowed as he walked forward and loosened his tie.

"You are far more than I expected." The President said.

"I hope that is a good thing." Jimin said.