"I won't fucking submit to you," Yoongi spat. "And I certainly don't need to justify myself to someone like you."
"Suit yourself," his dom replied casually. "But remember, Yoongi,
...in this world, even the mightiest fall."
In a world ruled by domin...
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The sleek black car rolled to a stop in front of the grandiose structure that served as Kim Seokjin's place.
It stood tall and imposing that showed his status and power. Jin stepped out of the car as he waited for Yoongi to follow suit. However, the stubborn mafia boss remained seated, his jaw clenched in pure anger.
Jin let out a soft sigh as he approached the car and opened the door.
With a cold yet calm smile, he fixed his gaze on Yoongi. "Come on now, Yoongi. We wouldn't want a repeat of what happened at your place, would we? Or do you seriously want me to drag you inside like a disobedient child?" he asked, making a subtle threat.
Yoongi's expression darkened as he got out from the car. Reluctantly, he followed Jin into the mansion, feeling a surge of resentment towards the man who had brought him here against hiswill.
The interior was just as impressive as the exterior, filled with luxurious furnishings and decorations, just like a beautiful castle.
Jin led the way with confidence, his smirk never leaving his lips as he glanced back at Yoongi, who trailed behind him with a scowl.
As they entered the heart of the mansion, that was, the living room, he turned to face Yoongi. "Welcome to your new home, Yoongi," he said with mock sweetness. "I do hope you'll find it to your liking."
Yoongi shot him a venomous glare, growling at him with pure anger.
The elder then settled himself onto the plush sofa, one leg crossed over the other. He then beckoned for Yoongi to join him."Come and sit here, sub."
But Yoongi's response was immediate. "No fucking way!" he shot back with frustration. "I'm not gonna be anyone's fucking sub! I'm a goddamn Dom! Don't you fucking understand?!"
Jin's smirk only widened at his outburst. "You see, Yoongi," he began, his voice now taking on more serious tone. "I knew you were meant to be a Dom but you couldn't. That's precisely why I chose you as my sub, rejecting all the other ones."
The words hung in the air, heavy with tension as Yoongi's mind raced and he struggled to understand Jin's twisted logic.
How could someone like Jin, a powerful Dom in his own right, possibly see Yoongi as anything other than his equal? There is no fucking hell that Yoongi should be seen lower than someone like him!
