A/N: Absolutely loved everyone's comments on the previous chapter. I got to see different forms of opinion. It's rather interesting. I will probably share where I stand at the end of this story.

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Now that I was standing in front of his office, I regretted coming into the office. Remind me why again I didn't call out as I had planned. Here I was standing in front of Taehyung's office door, which was on the middle floor in the building. Surprisingly he wasn't on the top floor liked I had expected. But from what I heard, this floor belongs only to him. He was the only one who sat on this floor. Must be lonely at times, but someone with a temperament like his needed to be alone if you ask me.

I wanted so badly to stay home; it was the more comfortable option, but I was never the type to run away from problems. Plus I figured it would be better if I took care of this now, rather than later. Because I swear if he showed up to my house unannounced again, I would boil a pot of hot water and throw it on him. I'd probably get locked up, but figure we would be able to settle the case once I file a harassment charge against him as well as I know a guy down at the station.

Knock knock

"Who is it?" his deep ass annoying voice called out. Okay, maybe his voice wasn't annoying, but everything about him disgusted me right about now. I hear what Jimin said, but I starting think something ain't too right with him. No way am I going to justify the behavior of this fool. He has a lot of aggression, probably had daddy issues as a child or something, I don't know what his problem was and didn't care to find out. I just need him to leave me be so I can do my job.

"Hello!" he pulls the door open in frustration, guessing I took too long to answer. As soon as his face met mine, the frustration disappeared, and anger took over his features. "Why are you here?" he growls like the damn dog he was. I pushed past him and walked into his office. I must say I was impressed, but what was I expecting anyway, his office was fucking huge! And the decor was on point. Definitely must have cost a fortune to fix this up. Looking around the wall, I noticed a lot of picture frames with family photos, I supposed. There was one picture in particular with him and a man and a woman, he looked very much like them, and he was super happy in the picture, and it did not look old. There goes my theory about his daddy issues. Well, I guess he was just a spoil ass brat them.

"Seokjin" he called my name, I turned to face him, he had locked the door and was running his hand frustratedly through his hair.

"Hey, what's up? what's wrong with your hair?" He pulled his hand away and glared at me. "Is your life goal to piss me off? Do you like testing my level of control? is that what it is?" I am here to tell you he did not sound too welcoming.

"Of course not! Why would I want to do something like that?" I was being sarcastic, but there was something about him that kept me on edge more than anyone else.

"You here to provoke me, aren't you? If that's the case, please leave, because if I end up acting out in anger, I am going to be the one with the blame, not you! Further, we are at my company." he said in a stern voice.

"So you are worried about how you'll be perceived at "your company." How about how I was perceived in my own home last night? Or is this only one sided?" I questioned. I was here to talk, and we're going to talk.

"I want to talk, you claim you wanted to know about who Jungkook was, well I want to talk and let's make one thing clear, Jungkook is not my cousin, but I am sure you already sense that was a lie. However, I do not need to share who he is to you. That's none of your business in my opinion." his eyes on me were intense, I could tell he didn't like the tone I was using or the fact that I probably wouldn't tell him who Jungkook was, why the fuck did he need to know. I am still mad at myself for calling out his name too, but it was the only name I could think of in the heat of the moment, gosh it really shows how much I missed him.

"So if you are not going to tell me who he is? Why are we talking?" He walked to his chair and sat down, looking a bit defeated if you ask me. I walked over to where he sat and took a seat opposite of him. "Well, I think the issues we have goes way beyond him. However, I do want to apologize for calling out his name. I did it intentionally, and that was very childish of me." I watched as he closed his eyes, gripping the chair handle while taking in a deep breath and then letting go a deep sigh. He was trying to calm himself. "Seokjin," he says my name low, but with force.

"Yes, Kim Taehyung," I said, looking at him with a smirk on my face.

"Is this all a game to you?"

"I don't know, you tell me," I said, crossing my legs.

"Do you know I could've really hurt you last night, why would play such a sick joke," he asked, looking at me puzzled as if he was trying to understand me. Like mister, I ain't the one who is confusing here it, ITS YOU!

"But, you did hurt me. You left your mark on me, you bruised my shoulders. You screamed at me, you used your alpha to shut me up, several times, not just last night. Since I met you, you have not once spoken to me like I was a human being. Your words are usually filled with demands, so controlling and possessive. I get it, you are an Alpha, your whole being needs respect, being territorial and controlling is innate, I get it. But, as "your omega" do I not deserve anything? Do I not have rights? Shouldn't respect work both ways or do you take the idea of being an Alpha so far that you see me as nothing but your submissive bitch.

Were you thought to treat omega's like you do, did mom tell you that it was okay? Since you are my "Alpha" help me understand you. Give me your reasoning for acting the way you do, tell me, why do you think it's okay and why should I put up with it? Cause I don't see myself enduring that type of behavior from you at all. Jimin, my friend, the one you shamed me in front of last night. Yes, that one, suggested that I talk to you, so here I am, wanting to talk, help me understand, why I should give a demonic, possessive, and controlling animal like you a chance?"

You want me to submit, you gonna learn, this is a two-way street and I refuse to be treated as though I am subservient to anyone.

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A/N: Thoughts anyone?