Ep. 2
Taehyung had applied to so many jobs, he didn’t even remember what this one was for.
Barista, model assistant, delivery driver, dog babysitter he wasn’t above anything.
He was broke. Like, eating-instant-noodles-twice-a-day broke.
Being a pretty omega didn’t exactly pay rent.
So when he received an email that said:📩
“Congratulations. You’ve been selected for an exclusive interview at Jeon International Group.”
…he nearly deleted it, thinking it was spam.
Jeon International?
Like the company that owned half the country?
He showed up anyway. In his cleanest shirt, hair gelled back, nerves buzzing in his stomach like soda. He didn’t even know what position he was being interviewed for. The email hadn’t said.
Honestly, he expected a crowded waiting room.
A receptionist. Maybe some coffee.
Instead, he was taken directly to the top floor.
To a room made entirely of glass and money.
The Alpha CEO. The one people whispered about in business articles and gossipy brunches. Sharp jaw, full lips, eyes like a storm cloud that didn’t care if you drowned in it.
Imagine that he's sitting on a chair and focusing on tab
Taehyung’s first thought was:
Kim taehyung/Orphan
“...Why is he so damn hot?(in his mind).
Kim taehyung/Orphan
“Wait. Am I in the wrong place?”
Jeon Jungkook/Alpha/Ml
“You’re early,” (Jungkook said, glancing up from his tablet.)
Kim taehyung/Orphan
(Taehyung stood stiffly, bowing just slightly.) “Uh… thank you for seeing me, sir.”
God, why did he say that?
He sounded like a nervous
Jeon Jungkook/Alpha/Ml
(Jungkook pointed at the chair across from him.) “Sit.
Jungkook looked him over once, head to toe. Not with flirtation more like… analysis. Like he was assessing a broken machine.
Jeon Jungkook/Alpha/Ml
“So. You’re the one my mother chose.”
Kim taehyung/Orphan
(Taehyung blinked.) “I—I’m sorry?”
Jungkook put his tablet down.
Jeon Jungkook/Alpha/Ml
“You applied under one of our affiliate companies. My mother forwarded your file to me. Said you had the right 'look'.”
Jeon Jungkook/Alpha/Ml
“You’re here for a temporary contract. A one-week assignment.”
Kim taehyung/Orphan
“…What kind of assignment?” (Taehyung asked slowly.)
Jeon Jungkook/Alpha/Ml
“You’ll be playing my partner.” (Jungkook said it like he was reciting his coffee order.)
Kim taehyung/Orphan
(Taehyung choked on air.) “I’m sorry, what—?”
Jeon Jungkook/Alpha/Ml
“It’s for a family wedding. Public appearances. Dinners. No actual affection required. Unless you're a method actor.”
He leaned back in his chair, arms crossed.
Jeon Jungkook/Alpha/Ml
“It pays generously.”
Taehyung’s brain did three flips.
He was either dreaming, being pranked, or about to star in a drama.
Kim taehyung/Orphan
“You want me to pretend to be your… omega?”
Jeon Jungkook/Alpha/Ml
(Jungkook smirked.) “Unless you want to be my secretary, which is far more boring.”
He could walk away.
He could say this was ridiculous.
He could act like he had self-respect.
Kim taehyung/Orphan
“How much does it pay again?”
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