An innocent omega named Jimin was forced by his mother to marry an underworld leader who became obsessed with his unmatched beauty from the time he first saw him at a business party with his parents.
He asked his father politely for Jimin's hand man...
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Jimin was preparing to have breakfast with Jae when Maria informed him of Jae's desire to share the morning meal with him.
The older alpha had arranged it in the privacy of a beautiful glass-covered garden at the backside of the manor.
Jimin wore a frilled off-white blouse with sheer arms, a turtle neck, and various-sized pearls scattered across the garment, Jimin paied it with a white, narrow, pleated skirt that fell until below his knees.
Tanned high-heeled boots with white lace peeking out from the tops added a lovely contrast to his pale outfit and skin tone.
Jimin styled his soft, wavy golden-brown hair in a rough half-tie, adorned with a butterfly-carved hairpin featuring turquoise colors in between the gold matel.
The omega chose not to use powder or blush, intending to showcase his natural beauty. A soft, rosy blush graced his cheeks naturally, enhancing his radiant complexion.
After getting ready, Jimin took a final glance at himself in the oval-shaped mirror.
His sapphire-like eyes critically assessed his appearance, lingering on his voluminous, naturally tinted lips for some seconds, before His fingertips traced his lower lip, recalling Jungkook's gentle bite from the previous night on the balcony in darkness.
His warm fingertips journeyed downward, reminiscing the night's events as he pictured Jungkook's wet, open-mouthed kisses trailing from his lips to his jaw, down his neck, and teasingly reaching his naked chest. Lost in the memory, Jimin's closed eyes and parted lips revealed the anticipation and heavy panting that had consumed him with pleasure.
But then a sudden knock on his room's door interrupted the private moment, prompting Jimin to cease his pleasure-filled recollections.
His eyes widened, and he withdrew his hand from his own body. Abruptly, he picked up a hairbrush from the vanity. With a hesitant tone, he called for the person knocking on the door of his room to enter.
"Pl–please come in."
Then came Maria, entering with a smile, walking into his warm room. She stood just behind the self-conscious Jimin, who glanced at her reflection in the mirror.
"My high omega, Lord Jeon wants you to join him at the breakfast table soon," Maria excitedly informed Jimin. It was clear that Lord Jeon awaited his presence, and the breakfast had been specially arranged in his honor.
The omega nodded his head in affirmation, before standing up from the stool, he then smoothing the creases on his skirt before adjusting the belt on the small of his waist.
He then turned to follow Maria, who guided him to the covered glass garden in Jeon's majestic manor.
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Jimin's heart raced as he walked towards the glass-covered garden, the morning sunlight filtering through the transparent ceiling, creating a soft glow around him.
