ʜᴏᴜsᴇ ᴏғ ᴄᴀʀᴅs | Namjin (DISCONTINUED)

Prologue

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"Awake"
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"Seokjin-ah."

I opened my eyes, a big smile on my face. "Mom?" I turned around to face my mother. And it was as if I was six years old yet again. The memory was replaying, the surroundings white and hazy with age.

"What rank do you want to be when you're big and strong, Jinnie?" She ruffled my hair. I could barely remember the smile on her hazy face. But I remembered how it felt genuine.
"Beta!" I exclaimed.

"Aw, now!" She cooed. "You don't want to be an alpha like mom and dad?" Her hand left my black locks and settled on her lap. I shook my head.

"Beta!" I persisted. My mom smiled.

"Well, he is rather small and weak to be an alpha," my father's voice rang in. He sat next to my mother on the hazy ground of my memory.

"Nonsense!" My mom spoke. "We're both recessive alphas! He must be just a late bloomer."

"But his frame and softness says otherwise," my father argued. "He must be a softer kind of alpha. Or maybe even a beta."

"Alpha or beta, it doesn't matter," Mom said, "It's okay."

It wasn't..

"Ngh~!"

Okay..

"A-ah~! M-more.."

How did my life resulted to this?
Never in my life would have I imagined myself to be in this kind situation..
Maybe if I...

If I..

If I just weren't...

"An omega?!" My mother smacked her fist against the doctor's table. "Why the hell would my son be an omega?!"

"Calm down, honey-"
"Calm down?! You expect me to calm down when our child is at the lowest standpoint of the hierarchy?!"

"Miss Kim, there's no reason why you should be getting angry over your son's rank!-"

"YES THERE IS!" Her big glaring gaze met my timid ones. "I don't have an omega son!" She spat out with pure hatred.

"Ah!~"

The way she glared at me was the clearest thing I could remember in that memory..

"A-ah~! H-harder~" I moaned loudly, my sweaty body jolted up and down the sheets because of how hard I was being fucked in the right places.

I couldn't take that amount of pleasure, but still wanted more. It was too much. I couldn't breathe. But instead of telling him to stop, I told him to go harder.

I could feel his thick, long cock pumping in and out of my hole, loving the way it stretched me open and made me see stars behind closed eyes.

The bulky man above me smirked devilishly and licked his lips. He placed down his hands on my waist with a tight grip, before he started to rock his thick cock in and out of my hole in a manic pace.

I screamed. "AH! YES! YEAH~ Ngh!" I threw my head back as my moans increased in volume with each and every thrust.
The man above me leaned atop myself and sucked hickeys on my sensitive neck as he continued to pound me to oblivion.

Yeah, I totally would've never imagined myself like this. Not even the slightest. This was unexpected..

Maybe..