One Step Closer - PART 1

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Jun-Myeon showed little to no regard to the consequences of the recent court trial as he set out to enjoy his night with Na-Ra. It wasn't like he fancied her or anything. He first started sleeping with her because he knew Jimin liked her.

He hadn't planned on making it a habit but the moment he overheard Jimin's conversation accidentally, the temptation of stealing something that would eventually become Jimin's was irresistible. He just didn't count on Jimin finding out that way. But was it worth it?

Oh boy. The look of fury on Jimin's face still lived rent free in his mind, though Jimin tried to play it indifferently. Jun-Myeon knew he had successfully given him a reality check and burst his fantasies of a life with Na-Ra.

It was a form of revenge. Only Jimin had moved on to become a man whore just like himself. Jun-Myeon took pleasure in knowing that he ruined Jimin's fantasies.

Their family rivalry has been going on for ages. It was his way of settling old scores between their families. It would take ages to one up with Jimin using their business but this was way too easy.

He didn't care for Na-Ra. But he relished her laughter echoed in the room as he poured another glass of alcohol, reveling in the heady buzz of victory.

Jimin might have found someone far prettier than Na-Ra but someday Jun-Myeon would take that away from him. After all, he had more money to spend and more time to kill. Unlike his ancestors, he didn't have to work a day to make any money. Even if he were to empty everything in his account, he'd still be left with enough to feed for at least three generations.

So he focused on Na-Ra, who sat on the edge of the bed in her sexy burgundy dress, sipping a drink. Jun-Myeon would have thrown a lavish party to celebrate his release but he just didn't have the time and couldn't wait to get some action.

He'd have had preferred a different flavor in omega today, preferably a feisty, doe-eyed no body, who thought he had everything just because a purebred was fucking him. Jun-Myeon didn't think it could be anything serious. Jimin wouldn't settle that easily, but he understood why he might be smitten.

Jungkook was a rare beauty. If it wasn't for his scent, it was so easy to mistake him for a purebred omega. And he had that fiery attitude Jun-Myeon would like to erase from his being.

He could already think of several ways to ruin the omega's little fantasy world and bring him down to his knees. But that would have to wait. One way or another he'd have Jungkook where he wanted—begging for mercy.

For now, though, he'd pretend she was that feisty omega. He approached her with a smirk. "We're gonna play a little game today," he said. "And I'm gonna make you beg for mercy."

Na-Ra laughed unsuspectingly. "Oh, yeah." She smirked. "Bring on then, big boy. You know I can take it."

She could. She loved it wild. The rougher he was, the crazier she became. He climbed on the bed, one certain omega's calm fury burning behind his eyelids.

***

Choi Ji-hoon just got off the phone with Attorney Oh while he continued to watch the news channels on the small screen in front of him. He barely acknowledged the attorney's polite response at the end of the call.

The luxurious plus seat of his car swallowed his slightly overweight frame. The car flew down the long lanes at a speed that would normally break several traffic rules if he wasn't on the highway right now.

He couldn't bring himself to care any less, considering the shame his only son has brought him. Now Ji-hoon wasn't a modest alpha by any chance. He just preferred to keep his private life private.