It was the wedding of the year! When Korean shipping magnate alpha Jeon Jungkook wed omega Park Jimin, press pictures showed a couple who were madly in love, but behind the glamorous, happy scenes lay a very different story...
Love had nothing to...
Jimin arrived at his office, Jimin who was walking in front of his secretary Taehyung, saw a figure sitting on the couch at a glance.
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That person can't be...
Jeon Jungkook?!
Jimin was so shocked that his face turned pale, and his heart sped up, he never dreamed that he would see Jungkook here in his office, Jimin thought he was seeing an illusion in front of his eyes.
Jimin's mind immediately went back to the fast-approaching wedding, that is tomorrow.
How can Jimin resist this? In an instant, his legs became weak, his feet staggered, and he almost fell... fortunately, Taehyung supported him in time.
"Are you okay Jiminie? What's wrong?" a concerned Taehyung asked.
After Jimin stood up on his own tremblingly.
"Nothing, Tae... um can you go get me a coffee and breakfast, bring it up after the guest leaves."
"Okay Minie." Taehyung responded as he walked out of the office closing the door behind him.
Jimin calmly walked to his desk and put his bags down, before mastering up the strength to deal with the handsome unwelcomed guest who was in the lounge area of his office. Jimin took a deep breath and faced the lounge area "Can I help you with something Mr. Jeon?"
The alpha uncurled his tall length from the couch and came around the omega's desk. Devastatingly compelling in a dark suit and dark shirt. Jimin took a step back. The room seemed to become as hot as hell in seconds. Jungkook flicked his head to indicate the window and looked out. Jimin Walked over very warily, keeping a good distance from the alpha, but even that couldn't stop the frisson of awareness running though his veins.
Outside, swarming on the pavement, were what seemed to be hundreds of photographers. The circus that surrounded Jeon Jungkook. Jimin hadn't seen them before as he'd come in through another entrance. The alpha came and stood behind Jimin. The omega felt his skin prickled uncomfortably. So far Jungkook hasn't said a word since they've been in the office. The moment seemed to stretch forever, to the omega.
And finally with silky deadliness he said softly besides the omega's ear, "You see that? They're all going to be waiting outside the wedding venue tomorrow. Waiting to see you arrive, go in and then come out on my arm. And they are going to get the pictures they want. If you are planning any little surprises, like not turning up, then I will find you, Jimin-shi, and I will take you as far away from here as I can, and we will be married where you will have no escape."
Jimin turned to face him, dread in his body at the alpha's cold tone. This is a stranger before him. Bitterness laced the omega's voice. "I've already told you I would marry you. I'd do anything to save my family from ruin. Even if it means to marrying you and subjecting myself to a period of purgatory."
The alpha turned to face him, his face stamped with arrogance and a sensuality that even now called to Jimin on some base, carnal level. Jimin hated him. He knew he kept telling himself that... and knew it felt as if he was trying to convince himself.
Jungkook reached out a finger and trailed it along the omega's jaw. Jimin clenched it and Jungkook tapped where it bulged out against his smooth skin.
"Such dramatic language, Jimin-ah. When you set me up all those years ago, when I was considered as close as family, it made me very wary. I'm just warning you of what will happen if you decide to leave your family to their fate. That's all."
Jungkook was far off base from how Jimin felt that his head swam. The omega would never, ever do something to hurt his family. It seemed that everything, every conversation that had ever come to pass between them, had turned to poisoned ashes. And amounted to nothing. The alpha had decided to judge him solely based on what he'd perceived him to have done seven years ago.
The omega straightened his shoulders and stuck his chin out. "I will be there tomorrow, Jeon, and believe me, you will be sorry you ever married me."
"Somehow I don't think so. But I admire your attempt at bravado. Oh, and one more thing. I 've asked members of our families to be present, just as a little added... insurance."
Jimin felt his throat clog and wanted nothing more than to hit the alpha right in the solar plexus and wipe that smug smirk from his face. But then the alpha snaked a hand around the back of Jimin's head through his hair and pulled the omega softly to him. Panic coursed through the omega. His small chubby hands came up in an instinctive and classic defense pose between them.
"What do you think you're doing?" Jimin tingled with anticipation.
"Just the one thing I need to confirm for myself before I make you my wife, my omega, my spouse... check the level of compatibility..."
"Level of-" And before Jimin could speak another word, the alpha's head had dipped, daylight disappeared, and his mouth was on Jimin's. Warm and intoxicating and hot and... words disappeared. Jimin found his hands resting against the alpha's broad chest, his heat coursing over his skin, making the omega heat up all over. Jimin felt himself wanting to melt into him, against his hard length. Jungkook's lips moved against his, hard and insistent. A completely instinctive unbidden response made the omega open his mouth and at the first touch of Jungkook's tongue to his, an explosive heat erupted deep in the omega's belly. Jimin felt moisture pooling out of his entrance, making his underwear damp from his arousal.
Jimin felt the alpha pulling him in tighter, lifting him up against him. Jimin wanted nothing more than to give in... lean against him, savour the support. Jimin's eyes flew open. The alphas were still shut. Hidden.
What was wrong with him? What was he thinking?!
Jimin welcomed reality, letting it flow through him like ice, dousing the flame of desire that wanted to burst into flame like fireworks. His mouth was still moving over his, and a weak part of his was an insistent voice at the back of his mind saying, give in, give in.
Jimin clenched his hands into fists with huge effort and pushed against the alpha's chest. It was like a steel wall, immovable. The omega twisted his mouth away from his and was shocked at how ragged his breathing had become from the kiss. Causing his chest to push up against the alpha with every breath, making him very aware of how his breasts had begun to ache from sensitivity, his nipples so hard they chafed against his shirt. Jungkook tried to twist his head back, but Jimin struggled with earnest, beating against his chest, his breathing coming more and more ragged and jerky. He still couldn't speak.
Jungkook finally loosened his hold and Jimin used it to push himself out of his arms, staggering back against the desk behind him. If it hadn't been there, he would have fallen to the floor, Jimin knew that for sure. His hands clung to the ridges behind him, his entire body pulsed, heat melted the ice, and he had the strongest urge to throw himself back into the alpha's arms and beg him to kiss him again. Jimin tried to bring his breathing under control and marvelled that kissing Jeon Jungkook so chastely at seventeen certainly hadn't prepared him for this...
