CHAPTER 1

Everything that happened recently was plainly stupid, borderline crazy that it drove Jimin insane.

Coming home from a long ride that your father kept nagging you just to announce that he's married with a new young man, worse case scenario he's fucking jobless?

No. Never good.

"Dad. I can't take this! You just married a man without my opinion as your son and..married a man even younger than me? This is disrespectful!" He was a dragon spitting fire at his father, pointing his index finger at him. For any parents this is the greatest insult of their child, but for a disappointed Park Jimin, this was his way to express dismay to his father's decisions.

Any son will be mad anyway, he left for a reasonable way to train in Seoul as a dancer for three months and he was forced to come back not for a wedding invitation, but for an announcement of marriage!

"Jimin, please, I just needed a little of your appreciation for this!"

His father reasoned out to him pleading for his son to understand his marriage, even just a little bit of it.

"Appreciation? I could never appreciate your newly called husband, he is obviously a fucking sugar baby! Or god forbid, he might be a schemer!"

He finally bursted out the right words that can fit the whole concept. The man was bathing in his father's hard work more than he ever did in a span of months alone. That presumptuous and cocky look from his father's new husband was bringing his blood pressure levels to the core! He was clad on those designers, like what was it for? He's not even working for his father's company to earn such, like those trophy wives for decoration!

"If you don't want to accept him as your step father then fine by me, by us. But don't you ever make such disrespectful remarks to him!" Jimin felt a nerve burst. He banged the wooden table with his fist, unaccepting the fact that his father was continuously shoving him.

"Wow, this is crazy! Did you expect me to be respectful to a stepfather that is younger than me? That man can't even stand up for you and say a word in the matter! Don't cry if he just left us all of a sudden broke and bankrupt." Sarcastically saying the truth, he glared at the man sitting beside his father.

"I don't even know what should we do to get the respect we wanted from you. You do know that getting married means we have come to a common ground and feelings. I married him because I love him, Jimin." Jin continued to pester him, still pushing him to like the boy.

"Bullshit. You just met him less than three months ago, and you 'came to an understanding of feelings' or are you being manipulated by a younger man? And you!" He pointed his finger to Jungkook who is now wearing his poker face for the whole duration of the argument.

He was sitting pretty over there, very nonchalant as the relation of the father and son were getting strained because of him and it fuels Jimin's anger further.

"You! What's your name again? Jeon? Do you even know what the word shame means and why you can't even show it right now?" He shouted at him but his expression remained the same. Perhaps he's annoyed, the son has been bellowing for about half an hour already.

"Hey, listen Jimin. I came here for your father-"

"More like you came for my father's money! Fuck you, you shameless little shit!" He's done. He doesn't care about his words anymore,whether it hurts, stings or leaves a stinging wound. He was hurt by this, so they better be hurt too!

"Jimin, enough! You've disrespected me and Jungkook so much!" Jimin glared daggers at them especially to his new stepfather.

"Yeah right. This man you've been defending is notorious enough for fucking pussies of mothers and virgin sluts! Go ahead and enjoy riding his dick while he milks money from us. I don't wanna talk to any of you!" He left their living room, slamming his bedroom door behind enough to express his overwhelming happiness of the so-called good and happy news from his father.

"Park Jimin! Get back here!" Jin called for him one more time, but it looks like his son is really mad, all the response they heard was the heavy door and probably things being thrown just to express loud sounds.

"Oh my..I never knew that it would end up this way.." Seokjin sighed. Everything went south, he expected that his son would be happy when he texted him the good news, especially when his son kept nagging him before to experience new relationships which he just did.

"I'm sorry for all of Jimin's words. H-he's not usually like this, he's sweet and all- it's just..maybe he's in shock and needed adjustment. But I promise you, I'll fix this!"

"Let him be..he'll be fine in a moment. He's used to just the two of you, no?" Jungkook wrapped his arms around his waist, resting his chin on the crook of his neck.

"..yeah. Ever since me and Jimin's father got separated when he's young, it's just us. He was just used to me, and sometimes I'm too busy for him to work so he can live lavishly."

"I'm gonna talk to him later by myself. I'm sure he'll have all his ears on me when it's just us talking. But..you know, I got hurt by his remarks too."

Jungkook's words faltered, imitating a rather 'sad' tone.

But deep down..Jimin's words were indeed the truth. Jeon Jungkook knew it himself, and wasn't even surprised to begin with that the son had seen through right to his facade.

That he's just there for the status, who could ever resist being Park-Kim Seokjin's trophy husband? Just sitting still and looking pretty while being decorated lavishly? He was a man with a sea of money. It's only a matter of time that it's either him, or Seokjin himself who gets fed up with the relationship, then they'll break up. Jungkook knew he was replaceable, just a youthful eye candy and he took every opportunity he had to strive in the elite limelight that he had dreamed of.

"I'm sorry, Jungkook. I swear, I'll make it up to you."

"Why don't we unwind for a little bit? Don't you have an invitation at Samyang Industries tonight?"

"Ah, yes. It's Mrs. Lee's celebration, she invited the close shareholders too. But 'kook..we've got a problem here. I think Samyang Industries will understand if I turn down the invitation tonight."

"Come on, it'll be great. I'm sure you can enjoy it. Samyang Industries are known for their great hospitality, can lessen your headache." Jungkook wouldn't want to pass up the opportunity to get to attend one of the biggest and best socialite parties. He wanted to be there, mingle with the rich, be a part of those socialite interactions. Only if Jin's son didn't come home, perhaps Jin's mind was made up superbly about coming.

Jungkook kept giving the elder feathery kisses, around his neck upwards his cheek making him chuckle.It's a simple strategy, just make him feel softer until he agrees.

"But what about Jimin?"

"He'll be alright, I'm sure of it."

Seokjin is still worried that the action might offend his son further. Going to a party instead of tending to his son and properly sort out their issues,.he felt guilty of it.

But..Jungkook was right. Giving him space was the best. He might be tired from the ride home, and still in shock.

"..okay. Go dress up and have Miss Yang confirm our attendance." Jim smiled, and a faint 'yes!' was heard from Jungkook- very excited about the party.

From the little creek of the door, Jimin was watching them and man, he's really furious. He just heard everything that made him more mad.

A party over him, and that asshole is dismissing his feelings!

"He's fucking my dad, and now requesting something that he doesn't even do for me. Dad never even brought me to those parties, and I'm his only son!"

Jimin hasn't stepped foot on any socialite parties, and Jin always reasoned out that he'll only be disinterested in attending one. It'll be boring, he said. But even without attending, he knew tons of rich people were there! Company owners, shareholders, men and women reigning those elite social circles. For someone notorious and literal 'motherfucker' under the name Mister Jeon, that attendance in the Samyang Industries will just be his 'checklist' on which rich person he could jump from after to when he'a done with his father.

"I can't believe dad really just gave up on this man's affection warfare.."

Jimin threw himself on his bed, screaming on his pillow all that pent up anger he still hadn't released yet. He sounded like a demon who had just been summoned on earth, but who cares? He was mad, and he deserved to express his frustrations.

"Fuck- I should move out sooner and get my life together in Seoul. I don't wanna be stuck in this damn house enduring their presence."

He had the resources to move out, he had dreams to be a contemporary dancer and was accepted at the Korean National Contemporary Dance. He had already built a little of his dreams during his stay in Seoul, and worked hard on the field of arts despite having a larger future with his father's work.

He should probably express them to his father as soon as possible and be separated from them.

"It's about time to live my life anyway."

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Jimin woke up from his deep slumber when someone repeatedly bangs on his door, waking up from his deep slumber. He hadn't slept for so long in ages, and whoever it is knocking on his door can fuck himself.

"What?!" He screamed as an answer to the banging of his door but the banging didn't stop as if his door's going to break down.

"I bet it's that asshole." He groaned and opened the door only to be greeted by his so-called step-father's face.

"Sleep is my form of luxury and you just woke me up. What the hell is your fucking problem?"

"Look, I'm here to talk about my marriage with Jin." Jimin raised his brows at him, still giving him a stern look.

"I don't give a shit anymore. It's obvious that you married my father for money, what else should we still talk about? Our share of inheritance? Go get your fair share as long as you can still manipulate my dad, but I'd like to let you know that mine is already fixed and most of it will be mine. He can throw you out when he gets bored of you."

"Chill, you hurt me so much you know."

"Your fault, you woke up a person for such a stupid conversation."

"You really wanted for me to talk to you the hard way huh? Sure." Jimin was taken back by the cockiness the man had shown. God, his confidence and thick faced antics were never ending.

"I'm pretty sure I hold the hardest and coldest facts between us. Did you get hurt by the idea that I'll be richer than you in the future? Or the cold fact that you're disposable?"

"Enough. You know it's easier to just come back to Seoul and play-pretend that you're a humble guy, dancing for coins in a theatre. If you don't really like the relationship and this set up, then I suggest you start packing and enjoy your life in the city that way." Jimin got fed up and smacked him with a strong slap, making sure to leave a bruise on his cheek.

"You're fucking shameless!" His voice threw the loudest scream of anger he could in his whole living being like a monster. He really got into his veins and blood, boiling it at the highest point. He had all that urge to suggest he should leave when he's the freeloader?! Shame!

"Wow." Jungkook chuckled, touching his bruised cheek with a smirk forming on his face.

"What a loud voice you've got there pretty boy..wonder how loud you'll be for me?" Jimin was ready to give him another slap to make his cheeks even in color, but before he could, Jungkook already pinned his hands on the wall.

"Fuck you!" He cursed at him.

"Sure pretty boy, when would you like to?"

If he can't make him leave, perhaps it's time to improvise.

He's being a tease to Jimin as a way to annoy him more, to poke on his feelings, next to the level of making him fall. If he can make him that furious, perhaps he can charm him too. It's one of his infamous strategies anyway.

Besides, he's impressed of Jimin. When he got the idea that he's older, he assumed he'd look his age. He saw him in framed treasured photographs across the room, his pictures with Jin. But when he saw him even in a furious state, he was fucking pretty and petite. He looked feminine, and probably one of the most beautiful people he had ever laid his eyes on.

"Don't you ever play your games on me, Jeon." Jimin cursed under his breath gritting his teeth, he could murder him any moment as he was invading his personal space.

"Why would I play it on you if we can play the game together?" Jungkook pressed their body together, keeping the distance on their face for at least one breath.

"I'd never play it with you anyways."

"Oh, confident, are we? Nobody can escape the game of temptation you know? Besides.." He leaned in to whisper into his ear, Jimin groaning from the feeling of his hot breath.

"Technically, I'm your new father now. Sooner or later you'll call me daddy out of your moans." He gave the shell of his ear a long lick, nipping it next.

"G-go away from me and father..!" He moaned when Jungkook's lips went to his neck, sucking a spot.

"You want me to break up with Jin so you can hook up with me? Sure pretty boy."

He wanted to push him so bad but the sensation weakens his knees everytime he repeats the sultry action. Unfortunately, Jiminwas an experienced man and the feeling was very foreign. He cannot understand whether he disliked it or a part of him enjoyed the feeling of the hot breaths in his skin.

"S-stop this or I-i'll tell dad and kick you out of this house!" Jimin threatened emptily. him only to receive a chuckle.

"Why? You'll tell him that you got into an argument with me and we kissed?" He smirked, the confidence overflowing in him.

"And I must say, I think you're pretty fucking cute when you're mad." He shoved his lips against his, kissing him roughly slipping his tongue in the process making him weak on his knees. Jimin was shocked that he didn't fight it back nor respond to it, just letting the action consume him.

Jungkook suddenly released him, making him fall from his knees.

Aww, he looked cute that way.

"I-i'm telling dad about this..!" He wiped the saliva from his chin glaring at Jungkook.

"Please feel free to do so. He's right there in his office, having a hangover from the party. Just tell me whether he'll kick me out or slap you instead when you tell him, hm?" He winked and gave out his famous million dollar smile to him but he was shot back by a sharper glare and knitted eyebrows.

"I'll never fall for your games and never for what you call temptation games Jeon! You are disrespectful to my father, and I'll make sure you'll know your place!"

"We'll see about that, I can make you give up to me in the snap of my fingers." He smirked wide at him.

"Like I'd ever do that! This will be the last time you'll play your shitty game with me!"

"We'll see about that. Farewell for a while, pretty boy. See you at breakfast." He walked away, going out of the grandeur front door waving his hand to bid goodbye.

"And where do you think you're going?"

"Off. I just dropped by Jin since he's drunk. I still have other places and people to meet."

"No you don't- you're not leaving this house! Hey!"

Seemed like his threats were falling on deaf ears, and he stood up stumbling, still trying to catch Jungkook but he had already left with his car in speed.

"That sugar baby! I'm sure he's going to a party to drink and throw our money to those party whores!"

Everything and anything is all plain bullshit for him especially he's going to live with that sugar baby for a while, not until his father approved of him to move out. He's pretty sure about the future temptations games, that are more likely molesting schemes he's about to receive from Jeon just to play with their minds, to get both him and his father in his grasp.

God, he and his dad is very fucked now.

Jimin wouldn't lie that it's hard not to fall and play along with him. He has sharp vision, Jeon is a looker- he understands why his father will be enamored by that youthful yet maturely realized aura. In shorter terms, he knows he's damn hot, and put it into good use. He wouldn't be so mad even if the man was younger and had a background that can be proud of,  but he seemed like nothing but a handsome face, a notorious temptor to begin with, he knows the cards he is playing against him and his father.

He groaned and thought back of the earlier event, it was quite interesting. It wasn't supposed to be like that, he should be disgusted most of all, and it is plaguing Jimin's thoughts. Maybe because he has never been touched, he never had a sexual interaction nor been intimate to anyone besides his best friend Taehyung.

He might end up using the quote 'curiosity killed the cat' if he ever played along with Jeon's temptation games.

He'll never wanted to break his father's heart and make a man a cause for their drifting familial relationship. He'll never want to be a third party, a cheater, but that Jeon just showed him offers that are dangerous to resist.

"Damn it..damn him." He sighed, knowing that his living life inside this house will turn into something new.

It's just starting.