Jungkook!

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Rain pounded the armored windows of Jungkook's limousine, merging with the ticking of the watch on his wrist. Every second ticked away the cost of his mistake. It wasn't his weapons or his encryption keys that had been stolen, but the living, warm heart of his cruel world: Taehyung.

His omega. His silence in the midst of chaos.

The phone vibrated on the velvet seat, breaking the silence. The meeting coordinates were an old house on the outskirts of town, smelling of rust and betrayal.

“Touch a hair on it and your world will burn to the ground,” Jungkook whispered, his baritone, which usually didn’t waver even in front of a gun, now a low, animalistic growl.

The car stopped at an abandoned hangar. He walked inside alone. In the beam of the single streetlight, he saw him. Taehyung was sitting on a chair, his hands bound behind his back, a thin metal collar around his neck, alien and offensive. The omega's shirt was torn at the shoulder, revealing pale skin and…

Jungkook noticed Taehyung's fingers twitch slightly as they pressed against the cold steel of his collar—not only a symbol of control, but also a transmitter. "Look, but don't touch," the gesture said. The scent of fear and jasmine was thick, almost tangible. The alpha within Jungkook was bursting to get out, demanding revenge, but his mind, hardened in criminal wars, was functioning smoothly.

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