Valvet Bonds - Chapter One – Velet saviour

The rain was merciless. It slicked down the alleys of Seoul, turning neon lights into bleeding colors on the pavement. Jungkook ran. His lungs burned, his legs screamed, but the sound of boots behind him wouldn’t stop. They had been hunting him all day, and now, with the city asleep, there was nowhere left to run. The debt wasn’t even his. A family name he had never asked for, a trap he couldn’t escape. The men chasing him didn’t care. To them, he was just an Omega alone in the dark. Easy prey. He stumbled into a dead-end. A wall of steel and concrete loomed high, unscalable. His chest tightened. He turned slowly as shadows closed in on him, knives glinting under streetlights.

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The laughter of the men drew closer, bouncing off the walls. “End of the line, little Omega.” “You should’ve run farther.”

Jungkook’s hands shook as he pressed against the gate. He had nowhere else to go. Nowhere to hide. The men raised their knives—

And then gunfire split the night. Screams tore through the alley as one of the thugs collapsed, blood blooming across the wet pavement. The others froze, eyes wide. From the opposite end of the alley, shadows parted to reveal a line of men in dark suits. They moved with precision, silent and merciless. At their head walked Kim Taehyung. An umbrella tilted casually over his shoulder, a pistol gleaming in his other hand. His expression was carved from stone, cold and unreadable.

“Wrong alley,” one of the surviving thugs whispered, pale with terror. The Mafia.

In seconds, the fight was over. Taehyung’s men cut down Jungkook’s pursuers with ruthless efficiency, leaving bodies slumped in the rain. The alley smelled of iron and smoke. Jungkook pressed himself against the wall, trembling, unable to look away from the Alpha who commanded it all without breaking stride. Taehyung finally stopped, eyes flicking over Jungkook as if he were nothing more than an afterthought.

Kim taehyung

“An Omega,” he said lowly, voice like velvet over steel. “Caught in someone else’s mess.”

He turned, giving an almost bored gesture for his men to leave. For him, this night was business. Routine. But Jungkook’s breath caught. This wasn’t routine for him. This was the end of the line—and somehow, fate had dragged the most dangerous man in the city into his path.

Jeon jungkook

wait

Jungkook blurted, voice raw, desperate. His knuckles dug into the gate behind him.

Jeon jungkook

“I… I don’t have anywhere to go.”

Taehyung paused mid-step. Slowly, he turned his head back toward him. The faintest flicker of amusement curled his lips.

Kim taehyung

“Not my problem,” he said smoothly.

But Jungkook shook his head, heart hammering, refusing to let the chance slip.

Jeon jungkook

“Then make it your problem.”

And in the quiet of the rain, Kim Taehyung laughed—a dark, dangerous sound that would change Jungkook’s life forever.