A/N: How exciting we will now have 2Seok back!! 

Jungkook's Pov:

"Perfect! Just like that." I said as the Omega I was fucking arched his back, bringing the satisfaction I needed. Reaching my hand around, I gripped his throat, applying pressure while my other hand tangled in his hair, pulling his head back as I moved in deeper. I could sense his body writhing beneath me, the urgency of his need for air igniting a fire within me, making fucking him even more exhilarating.

I chuckled as I drew his head back, noticing the frantic glimmer in his tear-filled eyes. Then, I loosened my hold on his throat and intensified my movements, eliciting gasps and coughs from him.

"Jungkook..." He whispered my name and a smile spread across my lips. It wasn't about enjoyment; he was mad, likely believing I was about to take him to the edge of death. Well, I could definitely do that, but what would be the thrill of it? He didn't really matter that much.

As I felt the intense build-up of pleasure, I pulled away and turned him around, his lips parting as if he knew what I wanted. A grin spread across my face as I moved forward, taking control and filling his mouth with my release. I held him steady, gazing into his wide, glistening eyes as he fought to take me in, struggling to meet my every demand. Offering him some assistance, I withdrew and let him savor the moment, and he swallowed politely.

He was obedient and an excellent servant, which is another reason I had no desire to cause him any pain; he was eager to please and a devoted servant. Maybe he believed it would put him in the running to be my mate, but that would never fucking happen.

I don't give a damn about having a mate, but if I do, it will definitely not be an Omega that flings their trousers for just any Alpha. With just a glance, he was already kneeling in front of me at the club. How can I elevate you to a King in my castle when your demeanor and actions reveal you are a commoner?

As I let go of him completely, I took a step back, observing him as he shifted on the bed to find a comfortable spot. I retrieved a warm towel from the warmer and returned to him.

I cleaned the corners of his mouth and beneath his eyes, while he gazed up at me as if I were the embodiment of all his desires. Of course, I was, but unfortunately, he doesn't ignite what I crave. I wasn't about to break his spirit. I let him believe what he wanted.

"You are welcome to stay here for the rest of the night. There is a tablet on the side table; you can use it to order anything you want to eat tonight or in the morning. The closet has a wide selection of clothes, and the bathroom has a variety of toiletries; please take what you need and leave what you don't. Thank you for tonight, and I hope you enjoy your stay. Be reminded, check out is at noon tomorrow."

And here it goes.

"You are leaving?" Never fails!

"Well, I don't live here. Of course, I am leaving."

I surveyed him as he looked around. "Wait, you don't?"

Did he think I brought him to my home? That would never happen.

"Nah. I don't let just anyone into my place, especially not my hookups."

"Oh." He seemed sad; his head dropped low. Why he would be is a mystery to me, but I gave up long ago attempting to decipher how they think.

I turned and started getting dressed. I had to get his smell off me. It was getting on my nerves, and I really didn't want to deal with another weird fucking reaction.

"Can I have your number? Maybe we can have dinner sometime?"

As I fastened my jeans, I looked in his direction, ensuring our eyes met as I said, "No. I am not interested." With that, I snatched my shirt and, without putting it on, exited the room before he could launch into more questions and irritate me.

As I went outside, I noticed my valet waiting exactly as scheduled. My car, a vision of gleaming perfection, awaited me, its sleek contours reflecting the light. As I settled into the driver's seat, the engine roared to life with a satisfying purr. With the windows down, I set off, the rush of crisp air engulfing me, washing away the lingering, unpleasant scent that had begun to cling to me.

*****

Seokjin's Pov:

*****

"Do we really have to go?"

As I shifted my gaze from the computer screen, I noticed my best friend, Jimin, who appeared to be struggling with a lingering hangover. He arrived at our office looking disheveled, almost like he had just come off the streets.

"Yes, Jimin, we do. We told Hoseok we would. Also, it might be an opportunity for us to get more clients."

He and I were partners in a real estate business. After finishing college, we went on some exciting trips and had adventures. One day, he told me he wanted to buy a condo, which sparked a journey of exploring numerous condominiums, townhomes, and houses. Surprisingly, we found ourselves drawn to the real estate world and decided to establish our own business, which turned out to be easier than expected. Sharing the idea with my older brother, he played a huge role in turning our vision into reality. Benefits of having an older brother.

We initially thought running our company remotely and working from home or anywhere we liked would be great, which was enjoyable at first. However, Jimin started to feel a bit strange about starting his day in pajamas and felt like his outfits were going to waste, and honestly, I had to agree with him. So, Jimin asked his dad to help us get an office space. We met with a planner and shared our requirements; we had our very own office before we knew it!

We don't use it every day; in fact, we don't even work every day. We only focus on working and doing showings on Tuesdays and Thursdays, which is a bit disappointing for many of our clients. Still, that doesn't stop them from choosing us. Honestly, most of them aren't really interested in buying anything. Jimin and I totally get that; they just want to see us.

Many of them are Alphas, believing they might have a chance with one of us, but that's not going to happen. I love seeing the look on their faces when they approach me, thinking they can dominate me, but then they notice my tattoo. It's a symbol that clearly indicates I'm off-limits to everyone.

Jimin, Hoseok, and I were incredibly fortunate to have escaped being overpowered by Alphas. Jimin and I were granted an exemption due to our families' wealthy circumstances, which afforded us protection from such situations. Our good friend Hoseok, on the other hand, had the incredible luck of winning the highly coveted annual lottery, which grants one fortunate Omega their freedom each year. This stroke of luck saved him from a potentially dire fate.

Calling it freedom might sound a bit wild, right? Well, that's just how it is; hierarchy plays a big role in our world. We were at the bottom as Omegas. Betas and Alphas took advantage of that. Luckily, not everyone had to endure the awful experiences that some Omegas faced.

For those of us who had the exemption, we sported a tattoo of wings right under our main gland. It served as a clear warning to any Alphas who thought about crossing the line and doing something illegal. We also had our own special jewelry that we could wear as a symbol, and it had to be custom-made to feature one of the four known emblems of the law. I had a lot of custom-made jewelry from my dad, but my absolute favorite has to be my white gold diamond necklace. I didn't always wear it, but it was my go-to choice for special occasions. Which is why I was really looking forward to the event that Hoseok invited us to.

"We don't need any more clients. Look at us here on a Wednesday. When have we ever worked on a Wednesday?"

"Who are we?" I asked Jimin, arching an eyebrow. "The last time I checked, I was the only one working. The only thing you've done since coming here is going back and forth to the coffee machine."

He plopped down on the couch in the corner of my office, stuck his middle finger at me, and drew his sunglasses down over his eyes.

"You know where to shove it."

"Seokjin, please, can you keep it down? People are trying to sleep around here!" His expression was one of playfulness as he shouted.

"Go home then. We can meet later. I will pick you up."

He sat up, removed his glasses, and looked at me, saying, "Nope, I am driving. Last time you drove, we ended up getting pulled over."

"You know we didn't get pulled over because of how I was driving." So, we were pulled over by this Alpha who decided to flex his authority, but only after he stopped us did he realize he had messed up.

"Still, you were pulled over."

"Whatever, Jimin, go to sleep."

I refocused on my computer to continue reviewing the new applications we had received as part of the process of hiring an additional assistant.

"Do you think there will be any nice Betas there tonight?"

I smiled when I heard Jimin's question. He was probably hoping to hook up, which I couldn't blame him for. I wouldn't mind if there were some decent Betas there, either.

"Maybe. We will only know if we go."

I heard him laugh, "Fine, I will go."

I smiled but didn't say anything, knowing he would go regardless. Hoseok's enthusiasm made it clear that we couldn't miss it. He had been eagerly talking about this occasion for months. It was a company event hosted by his boss, apparently a well-known and widely anticipated gathering I had been completely unaware of.

Given the quality of the event, I was confident that I would have the opportunity to meet a Beta. Since I couldn't engage with an Alpha unless mated, my only option was to seek out a Beta.

Dealing with my heat was always a challenge, as suppressants never seemed to work for me. I often had to rely on a Beta to help me through my heats, which was never truly satisfying, but I had no other choice. This continued to be my only option until I decided to commit to an Alpha, a decision I wasn't opposed to, but not something I was ready for at this stage of my life. I cherished the freedom I currently enjoy and wanted to hold onto it for as long as possible.

"Why is Hoseok telling me to ensure I arrive on time?"

I looked at Jimin and laughed, "Maybe because he knows you are always late!"

"Screw you! Oh, he is fine!"'

Jimin's eyes were fixed on his phone screen as he spoke, piquing my curiosity. "Who are you talking about?"

"Hoseok's boss. I was checking their website to see if it made sense for us to go, but wow, this man is attractive."

"Is that the same boss Hoseok has a crush on?" I asked, already smiling as I waited for him to respond.

"It better not be!"

*****

Jungkook's Pov:

*****

I stood against the private bar on the upper level, looking down at the bustling foyer below, where guests were streaming in. The place was packed, and it wasn't my scene at all. As I glanced around, I noticed an Omega approaching me, her face beaming with a smile. I swiftly gestured for her to halt by raising my hand and motioning for her to turn around and head back to where she came from.

This was not that type of party. My crazy ass friend, Taehyung, threw these quarterly events to reward his employees. It seemed to give him a sense of fulfillment. Personally, I didn't prioritize such events. I compensated my employees fairly, allowing them to host their own celebrations and acknowledge their hard work. For many of them, being part of my company was the reward. However, Taehyung always took it to the next level. It's quite surprising that his father allowed him to continue managing the company.

"What are you drinking?"

As fate would have it, I turned to my right and found myself face-to-face with him. "Bourbon, but your bartender seems to be taking his time," I noted, noticing the bartender's horrified expression as my words left my lips. I flashed a smile and shifted my gaze to Taehyung, who glared at the bartender as though he was going to kill him.

"Sir, I-" The bartender began to speak, but before he could finish, Taehyung angrily flung the crystal glass he held at him, shattering it against the bar and causing several bottles to crash to the floor.

It was quite the scene, injecting some excitement into the otherwise dull evening I was experiencing. I watched as the bartender cowered, dropping to his knees to apologize, and observed Taehyung's initial move to approach him. I swiftly reached out and grasped Taehyung's arm, pulling him back, and reassured him, "I'm just joking. He's been doing a great job."

"Jungkook!" he called out, and I couldn't help but grin. "I could really use some excitement. This party is seriously dull," I stated, reaching into my wallet and pulling out a thick stack of bills. I dropped the cash onto the bar and gave it a playful tap before turning to the bartender. "Treat yourself to something special after your shift," I suggested with a smile.

I walked away, not expecting a response from him. He should be grateful that I saved him from Taehyung's anger.

"You are an asshole!"

"Thanks. Now, where the fuck is-" I found myself unable to finish my sentence as an overwhelmingly intoxicating aroma enveloped my senses.

The scent was unlike anything I had ever experienced before, a captivating blend of sweetness and richness. It carried the alluring fragrance of vanilla intertwined with a soft, sweet scent, accompanied by a subtle yet bold aroma of roses and the warm, inviting notes of honey. It was so potent that I could almost taste it as I licked my lips.

A low growl escaped my throat as the scent became more overpowering, prompting me to scan my surroundings from where I stood at the upstairs railing. Following the scent, my eyes landed on a man who exuded every bit of the captivating scent.

I observed as he tilted his head backward and erupted into laughter in response to something the man beside him uttered. I immediately felt strongly curious about what had been said to elicit such a joyful reaction.

"He has a tattoo, and he's wearing one of the emblems. He is not available to us." Taehyung said. I had forgotten about him, and his words only pissed me off.

"Don't tell me what I can or can't do. I want him, and I am going to have him." It was that simple. I always get what I want.

"Jungkook, you know the law-"

"Of course, I know the fucking law! My family created it! What are they going to do to kill me?" I turned and looked at him, waiting for him to respond.

I saw Taehyung roll his eyes before he said, "You don't need to get yourself killed. He often relies on Betas to help him through his heats."

Initially, I found it amusing, but later on, I became annoyed for various reasons. "How the fuck do you know that?" 

"He is a friend of one of my employees. I know everything about them."

With a smirk, I asked, "Are you keeping close tabs on your employee?"

"Fuck off, Jungkook. I just told you all the information you needed."

I let out a soft chuckle and glanced back at my Omega. He was engrossed in conversation with another Omega, his laughter filling the air. As his gaze briefly met mine, I quickly averted my eyes. It wouldn't do for him to see me as an Alpha, not when he would eventually rely on me as a Beta to help him during his next heat.

*****

If you haven't already heard it Jin's solo album 'Happy' will be coming out soon, November 15th! Which I am excited for but then realize the week it's released I won't have access to any internet!!! I love JK and him for bringing their albums in November as I love a good birthday treat especially from my bias wrecker and wrecker to my bias wrecker. Such a Jinkook thing to do 💜.

The promotion schedule is below, y'all better not play when it comes to supporting him.