The infamous mafia boss The Alpha Jeon Jungkook, known for his fierce demeanor, unparalleled power, and insatiable lust, found himself unexpectedly captivated by someone with just a single glance. Despite his hardened reputation and iron grip over t...
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Jimin strolled out of the resort with ease, his cabin bag rolling effortlessly behind him. The suitcase was compact and lightweight, making it a simple task for him to navigate through the bustling lobby.
As Jimin strolled through the lobby of the resort, he couldn't help but admire its meticulous decoration, designed to evoke a sense of being immersed in nature. Lush greenery adorned the space, complemented by earthy tones and subtle touches reminiscent of a tranquil holiday retreat.
Reflecting on his stay, Jimin couldn't deny the relaxation it had brought him. The serene ambiance had provided a much-needed respite from his hectic life as an actor, as well as his responsibilities assisting his mother at the flower shop. The luxury and comfort of the resort had offered a temporary escape from the demands of his everyday routine.
However, amidst his fond memories of the resort, Jimin couldn't shake the thought of Mr. Jeon Jungkook. The memory of Jungkook's confession and his proposal for dinner evenings throughout the month lingered in Jimin's mind, adding a layer of complexity to his otherwise peaceful thoughts. Despite the allure of the luxurious surroundings, Jimin found himself contemplating the implications of Jungkook's proposition and the potential impact it could have on his life.
As Jimin made his way through the lavish lobby, his thoughts were consumed by memories of the evening he had spent with Jungkook. A shy grin tugged at his lips as he recalled a little intimate touches and vulnerability shared between them, the memory bringing a warmth to his cheeks as he walked amidst the busy crowd.
With the sun shining brightly overhead, Jimin reached into his handbag to retrieve his sunglasses, shielding his eyes from the glare as he stepped outside. His omega friends awaited him by the taxi, their eager expressions mirroring his own anticipation for the journey back to home.
Meanwhile, Jimin's manager and alpha colleagues remained occupied with the final arrangements at the reception desk, settling bills and completing the other formalities before their departure. However between the flurry of activity, Jimin exuded a sense of calm and composure, ready to meet his mother, Lisa and get back to the work he loves the most, with his friends by his side.
However, emerging from the lobby, Jimin stepped out onto the resort's driveway, where a line of cars awaited their respective passengers. The sight of the bustling activity only served to reinforce the notion that it was indeed a busy checkout day at the resort.
Observing the array of vehicles, Jimin couldn't help but wonder about the diverse array of guests who had enjoyed their own unique experiences during their stay. Each car symbolized a different journey, a different story, and Jimin found himself momentarily lost in contemplation as he pondered the lives of the people around him.
Jimin's thoughts drifted as he strolled through the resort's driveway, his hand nestled comfortably in the pocket of his white casual jumpsuit. With each step, he dragged his luggage behind him, the wheels gliding smoothly over the pavement.
