CHAPTER 4

Jimin

I swallow hard "you're not gonna hurt me?" I watch as he shakes his head, his eyes softening slightly "I'm not gonna hurt you...i promise." My shoulders relax slightly, my voice barely above a whisper "So...i can go home?" He hesitates briefly. i know that having sex with a mafia boss is risky- especially when people notice it. He hesitates for a moment before answering, "fine." He pauses. "But don't panic when you notice two men following you." I raise an eyebrow slightly, a hint of fear glinting in my eyes. "Why?" He looks at me, his expression grave. "Because those will be my men. I can't let you go outside alone, especially when you came over to my place." I narrow my eyes slightly, anger building up within me. "So I'll have two random men stalking me?" He shakes his head, smirking slightly. "More like protecting you."

I walk out of his place, my bottom lip quivering slightly. My jaw clenches when my inner omega smiles. I feel the weight of two gazes on me. I look back, noticing nothing. They must be perfect at their job. I look forward again, reaching my apartment.

Jungkook

I'm standing half naked, looking at the large mirror infront of me. Scars criss-cross my toned torso, making me look like the angel of death-maybe I am one. I finally put on a t-shirt, walking to the couch. I peacefully sit on it for millisecond before my trusted friend-or bestfriend's audio rings in my ear. His name is Yoongi  "You busy?" I sigh heavily "Maybe. What is it?" He snorts. I hate when people snort. It makes them sound like pigs. "You remember that dude who smelled like rotten eggs?" I hum softly. I remember him. Yeonjin, a short alpha with brown hair and black eyes. I wanted to vomit when smelt his scent accidentally, and i didn't care less. "What about him?" I guessed he swallowed hard before saying, "He bought a group of kids to his cabin." My eyes darken. That guy has a specific taste in children. Especially ones that are innocent and pure, which i don't like. At all. "Didn't i warn him last time?" Rio hums through the phone, his voice deepening slightly. "Get his location." I order grimly before hanging up. I'm going to give him a good death. I death he never expected.

I reach the location Rio sent me-a house with cracks and vines climbing the walls. Typical. I keep my gun ready and stealthyly walk into the gates, creaking the main door open. I peek into the room, my eyes narrowing as the neon lights flash through the crack. I hate light, so the lights in my house are always dim or completely off. What can i say? I'm darkness myself. Just thinking about the light i want to follow.

I casually enter the room, my gaze landing on two ugly men sitting on the leather couch. Hell, these ones are the ugliest ones i have met in my whole life. The first fucker has a bald head with tattoos on it, his breath stinking from here. The second fucker had some hair, but he had eyes as big as the Pacific Ocean. I just wanted to pop those out–maybe i will. I walk up to the men, deciding to play with them a little. The men look up at me, their eyes narrowing. They looked like blob fish with tattoos. I let them observe me for a moment in silence before swiftly pulling out my gun from my pocket and shooting it on the bald man's head. Shouldn't have kept it bald. I notice how the other man watched in shock. Fucking hell, are none of them gonna talk or something? It's getting quite awkward. I shoot the other one before grabbing their phones and walking out of the house like i didn't just headshot two ugly men awkwardly. Rio's voice buzzes in my ear, "Why didn't you say anything?" I sigh softly and get in my car. "There was nothing to say." I reply, my voice low for no reason. Rio asks again, "You got the phones?" I start driving, "Yeah."

Jimin

I cried. Actually cried. Hard. I didn't care about the bodyguards probably outside my door. I got fucked. I knew i shouldn't have gone to the club, especially when my heat was near. I felt ashamed, but the darker part of me, the part of me that likes pleasure, was glad that he wasn't rough and violent on me like other alphas. He left some love bites on my neck, AND marked me. With his TEETH. I was too ashamed to think about anything else. I pulled the blankets tighter around my myself, biting my lip.

After a few hours of crying in bed, i finally got up and walked to the bathroom. I took of my clothes, staring at myself in the mirror. My skin was porcelain, my slim figure having slight curves. I turned around, looking at my back. Butterfly shoulder blades, a nice ass. I was every alpha's dream. But...despite myself, I'm wondering why i don't smell like him. I quickly covered myself with a robe, washing my face before walking out of the bathroom.

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