Loud music, alcohol, air mixed with pheromones and sex. The alphas were all seated at a table in the VIP section of the new club watching the scene unfold before them.
"Hey cutie wanna come dance with me" a girl wearing a see through crop top and a short skirt asked. You could almost see her tits out. She was clearly drunk. She moved close to Jeakyung and circled her hand around his chest. The alpha looked at her head to toe— though he wanted to get laid he still had standards and she certainly didn't meet them.
"Fuck off" he replied coldly sipping his whiskey not even taking a second glance at her.
The girl's face twisted in anger "Hey who the fuck do you think you—" the girl yelled.
She didn't get the chance to finish her sentence.
The next thing she knew, she was on the floor gasping for air. Jeakyung was releasing dangerous pheromones.
"I'm sorry! I didn't know who you are, Please I am begging you" she mumbled in a shaky voice, holding onto the table with one hand for support while on her knees, struggling to breathe, feeling suffocated by the dangerous pheromones the Alpha before her was releasing.
Jeakyung leaned forward. His expression was unreadable as he watched her struggle beneath him like an insect caught in a web."That's right. People like you belong nowhere near people like me. You are right where you belong—at the bottom—while I am at the top of the pyramid." He lowered his head further until it was closer to hers. "Always remember that till the end of your miserable life," he added before leaning back still releasing his pheromones.
"Jeakyung, that's enough. You are going to kill her if you keep that up," Ryan spoke up. His voice was firm but calm.
The Alpha turned his sharp gaze toward him. Among the five of them, Ryan was probably the most rational one. Jeakyung withdrew his pheromones. The woman collapsed in relief, inhaling deep gulps of air before scrambling to her feet and quickly grabbing her things disappearing into the crowd.
"Wow Jeakyung, why are you in such a bad mood? When there are so many hot and sexy chicks around. Zion commented, wrapping his arm around his friend's neck. "like there is no need for you to be so dense just find yourself some cutie and relive some of that pent up stress."
Jeakyung shot him a menacing glare, and Zion quickly retracted his arm with a chuckle.
"Chill dude, I was just messing with you." Zion smirked.
"That's enough," Stephane muttered, clearly irritated as he shot Zion a warning look.
"Okay, but sheesh, you guys are such party poopers. Like, what is going on with you two lately? I feel like you, especially Stephane, you are more irritated and quiet than usual." Zion added, putting his hand behind his neck while leaning back on his seat.
Stephane stood up and grabbed Zion, who was sitting across the table, by the collar of his shirt. "You fucking learn how to shut that fucking trap of yours, or I swear to god I will shoot a fucking bullet in that mouth of yours." He yanked him back, making him fall back into his seat.
Stephane had been extremely irritated for the past couple of months.
"Damn, that is cold," Henry muttered, breaking the thick tension.
Jeakyung, who had been silently observing, finally spoke."All of you get your shit together. I don't know what's going on with you Stephane but you better get it under control. The General underworld meeting will take place in a few months from now and I won't tolerate any distractions."
Stephane took a deep breath, regaining his composure.
"Now, let's get to business. How is everything going with the merchandise?" Jeakyung asked, crossing his arms.
"It is going well. It should be arriving soon at the port. There is no issue so far with the customs."
In the mafia world, many families ran and operated their companies as a cover for many illegal activities like drug trafficking, arms trafficking, money laundering, human and sex trafficking. Jeakyung and his friends' families did everything except human and sex trafficking because even being in the mafia, they still had a code of honor and rules they went by, and they found those to be too despicable. But there were many other strong and influential families all over the world that were involved in such activities. However, they were not invited into the gathering since they didn't follow the rules set for all families involved in the mafia. There were many families at the gathering, but the three strongest ones were the Choi, which was Jeakyung's family, Dante, and Valentino. The Choi were based in this country, while the two other families were based in other countries, so they would have to fly into the country for the meeting. Each of these families were strong and influential.
"That is good. It won't be too long. Soon we will make our own debut into the underworld business," Jeakyung smirked.
Since all of them were alphas, they would soon be taking over their fathers' places once they turned 18 and would take over their families' companies. Though they were still young, they had already started running their own activities in order to prove themselves.
"Well, I'm done here. Unlike you boring assholes, I plan on getting laid," Zion announced, standing up and stretching before vanishing into the crowd.
"Jeakyung, how are you?" a familiar voice called out. He turned his head to see Veronica standing beside him—She was wearing a tight mini dress that clung onto her body.
The alpha eyed her head to toe. He couldn't deny the fact that Veronica was very attractive. If it hadn't been for the fact that she was so damn clingy she would have made an ideal partner. And she was also an alpha like him. But honestly I would have rather had her be my fated mate than that male omega. He thought to himself.
She sat on his lap, rubbing her hand between his thighs "How about we go somewhere more private so I can show you a good time." she whispered seductively in his ear.
Jeakyung smirked "Sure, why not"
They both stood up and left the group.
Henry exhaled sharply. "Lucky bastard," he mumbled under his breath. "I wish someone was obsessed with me enough to delude themselves into thinking I actually loved them."
Ryan frowned. "I don't see why you think that's lucky. She's been in love with him since we were kids, and he won't even acknowledge her." He had always felt bad for Veronica though he had never been in love himself, he hoped that if one day he was to fall in love with someone that person will reciprocate his feelings.
Henry snorted. "And that's her problem. He's told her a million times he doesn't want her, but she keeps pushing. It's pathetic."
"Anyways, go find yourself a cute chick, Ryan. Time for you to lose that V-card," Henry said, pushing the alpha onto the dance floor.
"How about you, Stephane? Anyone caught your interest?" Henry asked.
"No," Stephane replied flatly before standing up and walking away, leaving Henry alone at the table.
Henry leaned back on his chair and his eyes roamed around at the crowd on the dance floor
"Hah, they all left me." Henry leaned back in his chair, his gaze drifting again over the dance floor, scanning the bodies moving to the music. His fingers tapped against the rim of his whiskey glass.
He kept scanning their faces "They are not as attractive as him" he mumbled to himself
The alpha shook his head "Wait, why the fuck am I thinking about him."
He downed the rest of his drink in one go and slammed the glass onto the table.
"Alright, time to get drunk and erase these ridiculous thoughts from my head. Yeah this bet is getting way over my head"
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Jeakyung leaned back against the plush leather couch in the private room, he had a crystal glass of whiskey in one hand while the other rested lazily on his knee. Beside him, Veronica sat with her legs elegantly crossed, swirling the red wine in her glass, she looked at him seductively .
"You've been tense all night," she said, her voice cutting through the muffled beats of the music. "Why don't you let me help you relax?"
She went down on her knees and positioned herself in between his legs. Jeakyung smirked. "how about I help this little buddy of yours" she said seductively as she started unbuckling his pants.
Jeakyung tilted his head back, allowing himself to get lost in the moment.
But something was off…
Veronica frowned looking up at the Alpha " Jeakyung" she called out.
He looked down, completely baffled. His cock was limp, refusing to get up no matter how much she stroked it.
"Shit" he muttered under his breath. He forcefully pushed Veronica off him, causing her to stumble slightly. He shot up from the couch, yanking his belt back into place, his jaw was so tight it looked like it might snap.
"Are you fucking serious right now?" Veronica huffed, watching as he hastily buckled his belt.
Jeakyung ran a hand through his hair, his frustration boiling over. His entire body was buzzing, but not in the way it should. His mind was somewhere else—on someone else. No matter how hard he tried, all he could think about was a certain omega. The way Rion's body trembled beneath him, the way his breath hitched whenever Jeakyung touched him.
What the fuck is wrong with me?" he muttered angrily under his breath. He grabbed his jacket, barely sparing Veronica a glance as he stormed towards the door.
"Jaekyung, where the hell are you going?" she snapped, crossing her arms. "Are you seriously going to blame me for this?"
He turned back, shooting her a cold glare. "Get off my fucking back, Veronica. It's that damn om...… you know what, never mind," he spat before slamming the door behind him.
As he walked through the club, past flashing lights and drunken bodies, his irritation only grew larger. His hand clenched into a fist as he shoved past a group of girls fawning over him. He needed a distraction. He needed to get rid of whatever the fuck this was.
Because there was no way in hell he was going to let Rion get under his skin.