Black Heart

37

"Samiah, who is this?" Jungkook asks as he walks closer to the young alpha who wore a huge smile.

"This is Ryan!" She smiled.

"Isn't this the pest that was swarming around my company?" Jungkook barked.

"Look, King. He doesn't have anything against you or anyone. He isn't from an enemy company. He heard you were accepting. He ran away from where he was." Samiah informs.

Jungkook looks him up and down, Ryan feeling threatened by the much taller man eyeing him. He felt as if he was collecting a piece of his soul in his eyes.

"What do the others think?"

"I haven't brought him to the others. You're the leader, so I brought him to you first."

Jungkook hums as he walks around the boy with disheveled clothes and shaggy hair.

"You heard I was accepting?"

"Oh y-yeah sir. I heard around that you allow even no bodies like me into your mafia. Not as a higher up but just as a worker. I-if I can be of any help to you then-"

"Lose it." Jungkook snapped his fingers in front of Ryan's face which shook the poor boy.

"Lose it?" He asks in a whisper.

"I don't allow soft or gentle people in my mafia. If you have to create a persona, do so. Lose the stutter, lose the fear. Don't fear me, respect me. You aren't an enemy, you're a subordinate."

Ryan quickly nods before standing up straight and waiting for Jungkook to stand in front of him.

"Try again."

"I have killed a few people before. Mafia work won't be anything too new. When young I was trained to be an assassin but my boss wasn't the most gentle person. I ran away and heard from a few people about a mafia named the Black Doves. A new don took over the mafia after the original passed. I've heard you allow misfits like me into your mafia if they show potential. If you would like to see what I can do, I'd be happy to show you." Ryan says before exhaling, eyes darting to Samiah who gave him an excited thumbs up.

He looks back at Jungkook who had a lopsided smirk, his hands in his pockets before leaned back against his desk.

"Nice kid. Show me if you can handle being in my mafia and you got yourself a tattoo." Jungkook stuck his hand out which Ryan happily took, bowing.

"I'll do my best!"

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Ryan took a deep breath as he braced for the feeling of that needle stabbing in and out of his skin as that chemical the needle was coated in, infiltrated his bloodstream. He turned his head to see Samiah excitedly clapping while everyone else stood around him supportively.

Jungkook stood in the back with a blank expression. Watching everyone else as the tattoo artist brought the ink gun to Ryan's inner arm, inking the identical tattoo everyone wore on their body.

All eyes were on Ryan. The newest member of the group and the youngest mafia Jungkook has ever accepted.

Ryan felt at home. Ryan felt noticed. He loved where he was. He knew he didn't want to leave. Even two close friends of Jungkook's trusted him. Jesibelle and Aleah. If they liked you, so did Jungkook.

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The omega sat in their car and sobbed as they held their baby. Tear after tear stained their face and burned their eyes. The salty liquid seeping into their mouth as they rocked their baby to sleep, the baby murmured as he moved around in his parent's hold.

"I love you so much. I'm so sorry. But this family here will love you, I know they will. I just hope I don't ruin a family by doing this. My beautiful son, your birth father is in that house." They look down at their baby and smile as they wave their finger over his chubby face.

Their baby grips their finger and their heart shatters. They continue to cry before kissing their baby's forehead. They placed their baby in a basket, placed a few photos and his birth certificate into the basket with him. They made sure their baby would be warm before throwing the hood to their hoodie on and then running to the door of the huge house. They placed their son on the doorstep and crouched in front of him.

"If we ever meet again, please don't hate me. I beg of you." They whispered then kissed the baby's forehead, who had fallen asleep.

They rang the doorbell then slowly stepped back, watching the door open and saw a beautiful woman standing there. They assumed it was their child's father's wife. Or lover of some sort. She was gorgeous.

They stood in the rain, their clothes getting soaked. They watched as the beautiful woman picked up the basket then rushed into the house. The door shutting just as a man came into view.

The omega wiped their nose before walking to their car and getting in, holding the wheel tightly before driving off quickly.

They regret their decision. Hate themselves for it. Wish they could go back and never do it. But it's too late. All they can do is hope their baby's father will love him. That's all.

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Jungkook was looking through papers before he heard quiet whines come through the baby monitor that sat on his desk. He quickly stood up and ran out of his office and upstairs to his newborn son's room. He rushed in and pulled his screaming son out of his crib. He held the tiny babe on his chest, bouncing him before leaving the room, the baby quieting down with the scent of his father.

Once Jungkook got back to his office, he sat down, keeping his baby on his shoulder. Prince clutched his shirt in his tiny fists as his big eyes watched his father before just staring at his profile. Jungkook pulled Prince from his shoulder and sat him down on his desk. Holding him up as he stared at his son who stared back.

"Who gave birth to you? You may have my eyes and lips. But that eye color and nose? Nothing like mine. It is similar to Aleah..." Jungkook stared hard at Prince.

"But that'd be impossible. Wouldn't it?" He whispered.

"If your mother is Aleah, then I'm sorry. But there's also no way it can be her." Jungkook sighed before standing up and lifting his baby over his face.

"Doesn't matter whether we find them or not. Because I'm your dad and I'll always be here!" Jungkook smiled up to the baby who giggled then kicked his feet.

Jungkook brought the babe down to kiss all over his face. Giggles erupting from the baby.

"Your grandmas would've loved to meet you." Jungkook smiles.

"And, my son, I promise that when we finally find whoever gave birth to you I'll thank them dearly for you. If they don't want you we'll never talk to them, I will make sure you never have to see them again." Jungkook pecked his gurgling son's cheek.

"Because it's you and me against the world now." He cradles his son with a huge smile.

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