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Chapter One: A Chance.

Jungkook never understood the true meaning of playing with fire until he met Park Jimin.

The Omega was the true picture of desire, danger and absolute beauty all wrapped up in

one little deadly package. Jimin knew he had it. This unexplainable pull that drove people around him crazy. Leaving them lusting and envious of everything he had to offer. It seemed impossible that a human being like him could exist in real life but there he was before Jungkook's eyes. Jungkook had literally choked on the picture that Jimin teased him with. Feeling his jeans growing tight with his hardening cock at the thought of seeing that image in the flesh. Jungkook swallowed down the lump in his throat. His hooded, lust filled eyes meeting the alluring, piercing gaze of Jimin's from across the room. A teasing smirk slowly spread across those plump, perfectly glossed lips and a cute pierced tongue slipped between them, swiping slowly across the top and then the bottom as Jimin cocked his head to the side and winked at him. Winked. Oh. How fucked Jungkook was right now. He would drop to his knees and kiss the ground Jimin walked on if the Omega told him to. Jungkook didn't feel shame about that. Any Alpha with sense in his head would do anything to please Jimin enough to get in his good graces.

Having money or even power wasn't enough. Jimin had those things already. His parents

had more money than one family would ever need in a lifetime. Jimin's father was a powerful and smart businessman who invested in ventures all across the globe. Well-liked and respected, some could say that Jimin inherited his power from the man despite being an Omega. Then there was Jimin's mother. Oh, Jimin definitely inherited her beauty and grace. She was a well-known actress and model and had plenty of Alphas drooling over her and Omegas that wanted to be her. Jimin was an only child and very loved and spoiled by his parents. The couple made it obvious that Jimin was their pride and joy. First before everything, even their careers. Despite this, they were good people that spread the wealth where they could and despite his lavish upbringing, Jimin was a kind and giving person himself but guarded. So, knowing all this, Jungkook had gathered that Jimin was looking for more than an Alpha to provide for him. Jimin needed an Alpha on his level, one that could surprise him and show him a side of the world he'd never seen before.

Jungkook planned to be that Alpha. Unlike Jimin, he came from a moderate upbringing of

wealth. His father was a cardiac surgeon and his mother was a high-class attorney. They were good people that loved on Jungkook and his brother very much. Keeping in mind that even if he came from wealth, he was still below Jimin in status on the food chain despite their Alpha and Omega titles, trying to dominate and control Jimin wasn't the right move. Jimin wanted fun, a good time and hopefully a good fuck. All things, Jungkook could offer. If Jimin allowed him. Keeping all this in mind he began to move across the room towards the inviting gaze of Jimin. Jimin was surrounded of course by Alphas and Betas, all wanting his attention. Lucky for Jungkook, he seem to be the focus of Jimin's attention, now he just had to keep it. When he pushed through the dance crowd and came out only a step or two from the Omega, he straightened and adjusted his leather jacket. Jimin gave him a slow once over and it didn't go unnoticed by Jungkook, how Jimin's eyes lingered on his crotch a few seconds longer.

When Jimin's eyes flicked back up to meet his own, he felt like the air was sucked out of

his lungs. Fuck. What presence this little Omega beauty had. Jungkook couldn't waiver though. After months, Jimin was giving him a chance and he didn't want to fuck it up. Jungkook closed the distance between them with a swift movement. Pinning Jimin to the wall he was standing against, large hands on either side of Jimin's head as he peered down at the other. Jimin's scent smacked him like a truck. The other's scent was heavenly and so unique to him. It was like a soft mixture of vanilla and strawberries that made Jungkook's mouth water and his pants grow tighter. Jimin lazily tilted his head back to look up at Jungkook, a few strands of his ashen blonde hair sliding off his face. His arms still lazily crossed over his chest as he nursed his drink from the red plastic cup. Pulling it away and leaving his lips wet and inviting made Jungkook wet his own lips with the desire to kiss Jimin.