Thirty-six old Jeon Jungkook, once a powerful mafia boss, now the owner of one of the largest kink clubs around. Park Jimin had been gifted to the powerful mafia boss to pay off his father's debt when he was eleven years old. Jungkook ignored him fo...
My phone ringing woke me up the next morning, the display read Hoseok:
PJ: hello
JH: as enraged as Jungkook was last night I take it last night didn't go well. The poor subs were terrified to go near him, he had this look on his face like he would kill you if you even looked at him
I laughed imagining all these little twinks hiding from Jeon
PJ: he flipped a five hundred pound desk and destroyed his office, that's how well it went. But he agreed to let me work at Kink
JH: get dressed I'm coming to get you, wear something slutty
PJ: wow! Uncle Hoseok I'm shocked, are you just after my body? I have a mind too you know
he snorted
JH: I am not your Uncle, don't ever call me that again. You know your hot so shut the fuck up
PJ: I don't but thanks
sighs
JH: look Kink is by invite or application only, but Fridays we open to the public so people can look around. This guy keeps coming in and chatting up with the females but his eyes are always on the male sub, I think he's gay but I'm not sure. He's really shy, but his eyes get this dark look when he watches a performance on stage. He wants it so bad, he would make a great dom we just need to get him to admit he wants it
I'm grinning from ear to ear
PJ: challenge accepted, give me thirty to get ready
JH: you have fifteen I've already left work
I hung up and jumped out of bed, rushing to the bathroom to shower. I rush back to my room and pull on the black latex pants with the zipper in the groin and a black long sleeved crop top. I decide to wear my new boots and fuck others opinion of a guy in heels.
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I know I look sexy, hopefully Jeon doesn't ruin that for me. I walked downstairs heading for the front door when I heard Jeon call my name, how he had heard me is beyond me. His voice had come from the living room, so I headed in that direction. He's sitting on the couch reading the paper drinking his umpteenth cup of coffee "I have date with Hoseok" he grunts and rustles the newspaper but still doesn't look at me. I turn to leave when he yells "stop!" I freeze "where the fuck do you think you're going dressed like that?" I spun on my heels and faced him "I told you I'm going out with Hoseok" his eyes swept over my body, eyes landing on my groin "does the zipper actually work or is it just for show?" he asks.
"Damn! Now that's what I'm talking about" we are both startled by Hoseok's voice, but I recovered quickly "yes it works very well actually" I turned around to face Hoseok "he doesn't like what I'm wearing" Hoseok snorted "he is going to be wearing practically nothing as a server at the club, anyway he has an amazing body let him show it off" I smirked "when he's at the club he will have me watching over him, if he walks out the door dressed like that he could be kidnapped and sex trafficked. Someone with his looks would fetch a pretty penny.
