JEON’S SLAVE (TaeKook)
Chapter 1
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In the dimly lit center where Omega women and men were kidnapped and auctioned off like property, an Omega male stood trembling at the edge of the platform.
His white top barely covered his sides, exposing the curve of his delicate frame, while his thin, nearly transparent pants clung to him like a cruel mockery of modesty.
Chains rattled softly against his wrists and ankles as he shuffled forward, his eyes darting around the room filled with shadowy figures waiting to bid.
His mind screamed for escape, a desperate cacophony of thoughts echoing in his head.
-This isn’t what I wanted -
-I didn’t choose this. I was supposed to be free.-
But freedom was a distant memory now, snatched away when he was captured.
His turn approached, he felt the weight of despair crushing him.
Soon, he wouldn’t be a person anymore—just a possession.
A tool for someone else's pleasure.
He wanted to scream, to fight, to end it all—but he couldn’t.
The chains bound him not only physically but mentally, reminding him of his powerlessness.
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*lowered his head, biting his lip to suppress the tremble in his voice*
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*Tears welled in his eyes, but he refused to let them fall*
Even in this moment of despair, some fragile part of him clung to a sliver of hope—hope that someone, somewhere, would see him as more than a thing.
Hope that this wasn’t the end.
This book isn’t gonna be your fantasy fairy tale.
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My readers who have traveled with me knows how much I am obsessed with sad endings..how much I can…I don’t have to tell you.
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If you are wanting a peaceful mind blowing love trope…this isn’t the place to find one…but thank you for choosing to be here right now.
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This book might or might not be something mindfúcking.
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Last my not least
Chapter 2
The harsh light of the auction room blurred, pulling him into the recesses of his memories.
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*trembling body felt heavier as the past clawed its way forward, dragging him into a time before all hope had left him*
That day had started with joy. He’d left his home—a place of confinement and rules—with nothing but a bag slung over his shoulder and a heart full of dreams.
The wind had danced around him, carrying whispers of a new beginning.
He had smiled, for he was free.
But his happiness was fleeting.
It shattered like fragile glass the moment they ambushed him.
He hadn’t seen them coming, a group of shadowy figures stepping out from alleys like predators closing in on prey.
Strong hands grabbed him, muffling his cry as they dragged him into the shadows.
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*slowly lose consciousness due to the drug they made him inhale*
His bag fell to the ground, its contents spilling across the cold cobblestones.
When he opened his eyes he found himself in a cell, filled with screams and pleas of omegas
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You are awake? *crotch down and caress his face*
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*swats away his hand and crawls back*
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*looks at his hand before laughing*
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If it wasn’t for you being an omega male, I would have thrashed you limp *his voice carried lust and greed*
A group of men grabbed him, He fought—at first. Kicking, thrashing, and trying to scream.
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Do what we say, and this’ll be easier for you.
But they were stronger, their laughter cruel and mocking as they bound his wrists and dragged him.
His panic rose to terror when they threw him into a dimly lit room filled with other females.
The air was suffocating, thick with fear and despair.
The other captives avoided his gaze, their faces hollow and drained.
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Now you’ll see what your disobedience will cost you!
It happened before his eyes—a brutal demonstration of what disobedience meant.
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*eyes tremble tears flowing*
One of the Omegas, a young woman who had dared to resist, was dragged to the center of the room.
Her screams pierced the air as they hurt her, their cruelty on full display for everyone to see.
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Please…stop…*looks away*
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*grabs his jaw from behind and forces him to watch*
He couldn’t look away, no matter how much he wanted to they didn’t let him, he had to watch everything.
The sound of her cries burned into his mind, the helplessness of the others seared into his soul.
The leader of the group turned to him afterward, his dark eyes gleaming with twisted satisfaction.
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*tremble’s hugging his knees*
Hung douang
This is your life.
Hung douang
Any attempt to escape will be worse than this.
Hung douang
Obey, and you’ll survive.
The words echoed in his mind like a curse.
He wanted to run, to scream, to fight—but the terror rooted him in place.
His will to resist crumbled under the weight of what he had seen.
The memory faded, leaving him trembling on the auction platform.
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*eyes darted to the guards stationed nearby, their hands resting on weapons that promised swift punishment*
The chains around his wrists felt tighter, heavier, as if they carried the weight of his fear.
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*swallowed hard, forcing down the bile that rose in his throat*
Freedom was no longer a dream—it was a cruel joke.
Every step, every breath, led him further into a life where he was no longer a person but a thing. A commodity.
But even in the depths of despair, a small, fragile spark of defiance flickered within him. It was faint, almost drowned out by fear, but it was there.
He vowed silently, as the bidding began, that one day he would find a way to escape this nightmare—not just for himself, but for everyone who had suffered here.
Chapter 3
The bidding started, the auctioneer's voice booming through the hall as one by one, slaves were paraded onto the stage, their fates sealed with each shout of a number.
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*tood in the shadows, trembling, his chains rattling softly against his wrists*
Every fiber of his being screamed at him to run, to fight, to do anything but stand there and wait for his turn.
But he couldn’t—not here, not now.
The guards’ sharp gazes and brutal weapons made sure of that.
The men in the audience wore masks, their faces hidden, their identities concealed.
It made them even more terrifying.
Shadows without faces, without mercy, deciding the value of human lives as though they were commodities.
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*stomach churned as the bids climbed higher with each slave sold, their despair filling the room like a suffocating fog*
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*dragged forward, stumbling under the bright spotlight that burned into his exposed skin*
The crowd fell silent for a moment, and he felt their collective gaze settle on him, scrutinizing, judging.
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*body trembled violently, shame and fear crashing over him like a tidal wave*
The auctioneer's voice rang out, louder and sharper than before.
Hung douang
A rare find tonight, gentlemen—a vírgin male Omega.
Hung douang
A species of unparalleled rarity. Perfect, untouched, and ready for your bidding.
The words cut through him like a blade, each syllable dripping with degradation.
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*bit his lip, his head hanging low as the crowd erupted into chaos*
Numbers were shouted, overlapping one another in a frantic scramble to claim him.
This can’t be happening, he thought, his mind spiraling as the bids climbed higher and higher.
He had known he was rare.
That was why he had fled his shelter in the first place—to avoid being treated like this. But never, not in his worst nightmares, had he imagined this level of humiliation.
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