RIGHT PERSON WRONG PLACE

CHAPTER 9: CONTRACT

"Fucker, they trapped me in here."
He cursed beneath his breath,
making his way back to the bed.
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...you belong to me...

Hoseok was asleep, or was pretending to, for he could hear his lock being picked.

An intruder

The omega remained still on his bed, pretending to be deep into slumber, even going as far as snoring.

The intruder had succeeded in picking the lock and was inside the room now, approaching the allegedly sleeping boy on the bed.

He was short, almost the same height as Hoseok himself. That's the only thing the omega could pick out when he stole a quick glance. He looked Asian too, probably Korean.

Feeling the intruders touch on his legs, Hoseok flung out of the bed, tackling down the intruder to the bed. He was on top of him now, legs on both side if the male, trapping him to the bed, the bed side lamp now in his hand, up in the air ready to slam it on him.

He was an omega, juicy plum lips, small almond shaped eyes, cute... really cute, and... why does he look so familiar?

"Who the fuck are you!!"

The boy looked terrified. He looked like he was about to shit in his pant.

"ANSWER ME!!" Hoseok yelled, threatening to slam the lamp on his head.

"Im- I'm... I was sent to call you." The boy stammered

"By who!"

"Yoongi." Hoseok slowly brought down the lamp, placing it beside him.

"So who might you be? And if your Don sent you, why then did you choose to pick my lock?"

He asked calmly, peelling himself off the male.

"Im jimin." he answered, rising up from the bed, "and I had to do that because Mabel wouldn't give me your keys."

Hoseok rolled his eyes, recognising the name. "She sure is a bitch, she's probably jealous of you too." Hoseok said, making his way out of the now opened room, leaving the shorter omega to hurry after him.

They went through some series of similar looking corridors once again, Hoseok couldn't fail to notice the pattern. All the hallways looked the same, right from the ceiling to the floor, even the art works hung on the walls in each hallway was all the same thing.  It looked like he was walking in some kind of backrooms.

It honestly wasn't going to be that easy finding his way out of this place as quick as he wanted. He would need probably a week before he could master his routes in the mansion. He wasn't sure he could wait that long.

"How about we become good friends and you help me find my way out of here?" He tested to the omega walking in front of him.

Jimin gave a quiet chuckle, shaking his head. "I can't do that, that's like signing a death wish, I know you're Yoongi's property... we could be friends tho."

"Coward." Hoseok snorted, shoving his hands into the pocket of his sweatpant.

They finally got to Yoongi's office, and Hoseok was pushed inside, leaving him to glare at the shorter omega who just smiled apologetically at him before disappearing behind the door.

"Imma kill him." Hoseok muttered to himself, still glaring at the now closed door.

"No you won't." A deep voice spoke behind him, snapping Hoseok's attention to his side.

There sat Yoongi sitting behind his table, elbows resting on the table. Now Hoseok could take note of his features properly. He was... hot, he had the sleeve of his black shirt rolled up to reach his elbow, his buttons left undone, exposing his chest.  He could pick out a diamond shaped tattoo peaking out beneath his shirt...

"You done staring?" Yoongi mocked, leaning into his seat.

The omega sneakered, making eye contact with him. "You sent for me."

The alpha hummed, picking up a stack of file on his table, before handing it over to him. "This is a ten year contract." The alpha began speaking as the omega flipped through the document. "You be loyal to me and be mine for ten years, and after that, you'll be set free."

Hoseok chuckled, sliding the papers back to the alpha.

"Ten years you say? I'll be yours... your property... Hmmm..." he put a finger beneath his chin, pretending to be thinking.

"No shit sherlock! fuck y'all and your mafia shit, I'm no one's property, I belong to myself. I've waited enough, I'm not waiting for fucking ten more years to own my life back. Besides you don't expect me to be that stupid, do you? You think I'm gonna believe that shitty contract? If I could remember six years ago, your father... Fucking Min Hungjae was the one that bought me, so technically, I'm still his property even if this ten years contract is over. Nice try Alpha, you can't trick me, I'll find my way out of this shit by myself, on my own will!!"

The smile that adjourned Yoongi's face as the silently watched the omega was nothing but menacing which provoked Hoseok even further.

He clapped his hands, rising up from his seat. "I'm impressed to note you aren't dumb enough to believe the contract." He spoke as he gradually approached the omega. "Like I told you earlier, You. Can't. Run. Away. From. Me... no matter how hard you try. You can bring down my men, this mansion and everything, but trust me, I'm everywhere... I'll find you no matter how far you go."

The Alpha's tone was full on deadly, and Hoseok... The Omega wanted to throw himself off the window that instant, wanting to be far away from the alpha as son as possible. Yoongi was having some strange effect on him, and he... kinda didn't like it. He'd never felt this way before, why now?

Shit! Never in his life had he encountered someone this dominant, not even his scary looking father.

He felt his knees buckle and he instinctively took a step back, regretting soon after, after he did that, for he couldn't fail to notice the smug look on the alpha's face.

The glare he threw at the Alpha wasn't helping matters for his face was as red as a tomato by now, if he was just angry or he was flustered, the alpha would have to decide.

"Alright then, game on!" The omega gritted between his teeth, letting the alpha know he wasn't going to give up that easily, no matter how much intimidating he is.

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