The Mafia's Mate: Behind Every Successful Alpha is A Powerful Omega

Psycho Lovers

"What the fuck!" Taehyung yells loudly at Jimin.

The omegas and Alphas had taken seperate cars with Hobi deciding to be with Jimin and the others.

Chuckling before taking a sip of his wine, Hobi adds,"Dude your mate is fucking crazy" 

"Tell me something I don't know" the omega smiles to himself at what happened earlier at the Gala. Truth be told he almost orgasmed at the thrill of his life being but in danger.

Jin notices the small smile on the youngers face and stares at him weirdly, "Are you okay?"

However, Jimin only nodds. After getting into seperate cars he had told them what had happened and that the person hired to shoot at him was paid by Jungkook.

He went on to say that it had nothing to do with the earlier attack and it was only for fun.

They only looked at him weirdly. Jimin was definetly a pyshco path.

Tae: "I swear you guys and your mother fucking kinks are gonna get all of us dead one day" he scowls at his bestfriend.

Jimin raises an eyebrow, "Were immortal-"

Tae: "Shut the fuck up" he snaps glaring towards the others.

Jimin only giggles before mumbling a small "It's all for the thrill"

Although the omega was chill and laid bck about the sitution he still has a bone to pick with that muscle pig looking bunny ass Alpha.

What if he hadn't gotten the bullet in time? He would have visited hell the second time in one month God damnit! Who knew an alpha could be so reckless.  

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Walking into his mansion after seeing his friends off, Jimin glares at almost all of the staffs whilst making his way up to his bedroom. He noticed that Alpha hadn't arrived yet which probably means he stopped to ran an errand with Namjoon and Yoongi hyung.

'Well that gives me enough time to change' he smiles to himself before heading into is bathroom for a quick shower. When he's done with that he wraps a robe around his body before entering his walk in closet.

The ladder sighs, he has no idea what to pick, with quick thinking he grabs his phone to dial the one sluts number who will for sure know which he should choose. Impatiently waiting for the person to pick up the phone rings about three times before the calls answered.

'What the fuck do you want?' the persons voice is filled with a annoyance.

Jimin looks down at the screen, he didn't even noticed that he video called the other. A slight grimmance sneaks its way up to his face before letting out a deep breath and calming down.

"Which should I wear?" He swtiches to the back camera making sure the veiw of all of the lingere he has in mind is shown.

'Why the fuck are you asking me?'

"Isn't it obvious your an expert at this especially because you've got two mates to appeal to" he says in a matter of fact tone.

'Jimin I know for a fact your not gonna open your legs wide for the man that hired an assassian to kill you.'

"That is exactly what I'm about to do Min Jung Kim Taehyung, because believe it or not I'll kill a bitch for that dick of his'

Taehyung scoffs, 'I can believe, after all you did it before" 

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After what had seemed like hours of bickering the two males finally decided on what Jimin should wear: