Jimin stepped out of Taehyung’s mansion, the evening sun already dipping below the horizon, leaving the sky painted in soft shades of orange. It was a beautiful sight, but Jimin barely noticed it. As he walked toward his car, humming a tune that was still playing in his mind, he felt a strange chill in the air. Unbeknownst to him, a pair of narrowed eyes watched his every move from across the street, filled with anger and jealousy. Jungkook sat in his car, fists clenched on the steering wheel, his jaw tight with frustration.
Jungkook’s day had taken a sharp turn when one of his men informed him that Jimin was at Taehyung’s mansion. The news sent a wave of fury through him, and without a second thought, he stormed out of an important meeting. His mind was a whirlwind of rage and fear as he sped through the city, ignoring traffic lights and the blaring sirens of police officers who dared to follow him. But they soon fell back when they noticed the golden number 7 on his license plate, a mark of his power and influence.
He had to see it with his own eyes. He had to know why Jimin was at Taehyung’s. Was he hiding something? Was there a reason for him to seek out Taehyung in secret? Jungkook’s thoughts spiraled into dark places, and by the time he reached Taehyung’s mansion, he was barely holding on to his sanity.
The sight of Jimin walking out of Taehyung’s house only confirmed his worst fears. Jimin looked peaceful, unaware of the storm brewing just a few feet away. Jungkook’s eyes followed him with a cold intensity as he drove behind Jimin, keeping a close distance. He needed answers, and he needed them now.
Jimin parked his car outside his house, still lost in the music playing in his head. He had no idea what was coming as he punched in the passcode and opened the door. The evening’s calm was shattered when Jungkook’s presence suddenly loomed behind him. The omega’s heart skipped a beat as he turned to see Jungkook, his face pale with surprise.
“Hyung, what are you doing here?” Jimin asked, his voice trembling as he tried to calm his racing heart.
But Jungkook didn’t respond. He locked the door behind him and grabbed Jimin’s wrist, dragging him up the stairs to the living room. Jimin stumbled along, confusion and fear growing inside him. He had never seen Jungkook like this before, so cold, so distant.
“Hyung, what’s wrong? You’re hurting me!” Jimin cried out as Jungkook’s grip tightened painfully around his wrist.
Jungkook barely registered Jimin’s words, his mind too consumed by the thoughts plaguing him. The gentle, caring alpha who always treated Jimin with tenderness was gone, replaced by someone who was teetering on the edge. Jungkook’s heart pounded in his chest as questions and doubts flooded his mind.
What if he was wrong? What if everything he feared was true? What if the child was really Taehyung’s? They had been meeting behind his back, after all. Maybe this wasn’t the first time. Maybe Jimin had been lying to him all along.
These thoughts made Jungkook feel like he was suffocating. He had trusted Jimin with his life, with his heart, and now, the idea of betrayal twisted his insides into knots. He was losing control, and he didn’t know how to stop it.
Jimin struggled against Jungkook’s iron grip, tears welling up in his eyes as the pain in his wrist grew unbearable. “Please, hyung, let me go! You’re scaring me!” he pleaded, his voice breaking.
At that moment, something in Jungkook snapped. He released Jimin’s wrist, but the damage was done. Jimin stumbled back, cradling his aching arm as tears spilled down his cheeks. The omega looked up at Jungkook, his eyes wide with fear and confusion.
“Why were you at Taehyung’s?” Jungkook’s voice was low, almost a growl as he took a step closer to Jimin.
Jimin blinked, trying to process the question through the fog of pain and shock. “I… I just went to talk to him,” he stammered. “There’s nothing going on between us.”
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FantasyThe 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...
