Money. Sex. Power.
It ruled the world and Sasha Torres was going to feel every aspect of it. From the moment she is thrust into a world filled with all things desired, she is bound to what it feels like when three suitors come along and have her und...
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If there was one thing Jimin had limitations to...it was patience.
He's been for the past two hours waiting for Nicoli Evans to get pissed and drunk as ever and head to the bathroom but it was not working. With the overall putrid scent of the crowd, it was hard to scope him out upstairs and downstairs. The man was partying so much that it made Jimin just want to give Taehyung the green light and massacre the hundreds. It might've been gruesome to think about but he did not have time for games.
Was this the best place to get his hands on the son of a dirty politician? No, It was not but Jimin just wanted to get it out the way. Besides, after completing this mission he had one more in Los Angeles before jetting off to his next destination and then returning home.
Yes, he was missing his mate but when it came to their assignments, they put love on the backburner. So when they would return home, the sex would be phenomenal and last for hours between the two lovers.
The thought of Jungkook has the vampire thinking about his lover just wanting to be next to him. Yes, it had been a couple of days since they spoke, switched their telepathy off from each other, and just needed to cool off. Preferably Jimin since he was questioned during his now extended stay with Taehyung.
That was a conversation he never wanted to revisit but he could see it happening again in the future.
"Focus." Jimin reminded himself as he continued walking up the staircase until he got to the second floor. He managed to journey down the hallway realizing how it was designed since he would have to walk onto the other side of the club to get to the entrance of the VIP lounge.
"I swear if there is..." Jimin suddenly bumps into an individual. The mass of curly brunette hair hits him smack dab in the face and he has to take a step back from the soft texture. He watches the woman quickly apologize while he is busy smoothing his clothing down before looking up to stare into her eyes.
"Jimin."
That voice...
It was recognizable and a voice that he heard from the coffee shop he stopped by and immediately knew who it was. Jimin didn't know her name but with a good photographic memory, he was well aware of this woman's face. For some reason, during their encounter, he couldn't pick up a scent but it was faint, not as strong as he could scent Jungkook or any other vampire or humans but still. She did not wreak like any other human but he could pick the faint scent of Sweet Asylum.
Jimin blinks staring into those brown eyes, "Oh, I'm sorry." He clears his throat. "I remember you. You work at that coffee shop."
"Yeah, I..." Jimin watches as she becomes nervous. "...I'm sorry for bumping into you."
"No, it's alright." The vampire excuses the unexpected encounter. "At least I am not hurt. Are you?"
"I-I'm perfectly fine, promise." She giggles. "Well, I'll see you around."
