Mine;Namjin

Kim Namjoon

Finishing up work early, I figure I can be nice and pick up my new mate instead of sending a car for her. I'm curious about her with how much her mother praises her looks and personality. I suppose the house could use a woman's touch-cleaning and cooking are not thing.
I let the maids do most of the work but I don't trust them. If I can just get my mate to do it then that would be much better. I get into my car and drive to her home. I'm not surprised that it's in the poorest location in the city. If she was poor she wouldn't need to sell her daughter.
Pulling into a long dilapidated apartment complex that should be condemned, I lock up and head to the entry doors. Maybe I should have sent my driver after all...
I find the right apartment and knock on the door. I can hear hushed whispers before the door is opened and the same woman I spoke to smiles up at me.
"Mr. Kim! I thought you were sending your driver? I so sorry for keeping you waiting, please come in." She motions and I follow her into the sorry excuse for a home. Little bigger than a shed and quite falling apart. "Would you like something to drink, sir?" She asks hesitantly.
My eyes wander the property but stop when the come to fall on the person exiting the bathroom. My hard gaze trails over the feminine figure before me and I lick my lips.
She's beautiful-I can't deny that. Her pale skin and soft plump lips just get to be touched by me. The innocence in her pretty brown eyes calls for my corruption. The dress she's wearing is white and falls to her knees. Pink vans cover her feet and her hair falls around her soft face like a halo. She looks flustered when she notices me staring. Cute.
I pull out my checkbook and hand the paper to Mrs. Park. She bows and accepts the money. "Is she ready to go?" I ask, never taking my eyes from the angelic being before me.
"Oh, yes! J-Jisoo....go get your things, dear." She says and the lovely beauty disappears down the tiny hall to get her bags. She returns seconds later and I notice her eyes are now red and teary. Scared, little one?
A smirk works its way on my mouth as I think about marking her soft pale skin...making her mine and filing her with my young...I need to get her out of here before I end up marking her here and now.
"Let's go." I mutter gruffly and she bows slightly, pulling along her single suitcase. It not much and I'll have to rectify that. She needs much more. If she follows me I'll give her everything.
I slip my arm around her and breathe in deeply but smell nothing but the disgusting garbage surrounding the apartment. I tug her along faster and swing the suitcase out of her hand to speed her up. Such a beauty as her doesn't deserve to live in such places.
Her eyes widen as she takes in all the sights around her. She stops and stares breathlessly at my car and I smile. I come up behind her and breathe in her lovely scent. Strawberry and sugar. Delicious. It intoxicates me and I have the urge to take her in my car.
Her heart is pounding, though, and I can smell her fear so I force myself to step back and open the door for her. Silently, she slips inside with grace. I go around and start the car, eager to leave this part of town.
"Don't be scared of me, little thing. As long as you keep me happy, I will smother you with gifts and everything you could ever want." I try to reassure her. She seems so fragile to be a beta. More like an omega. I ponder on this as silence reigns between us. Can she not speak? Is she deaf? Is this why her mother wanted her gone?
Either way she'll still make a lovely mate for me. A mother for our children and care for them while I work and keep them in luxury...perfect. We arrive home and I park, going back around to help her out. She doesn't want to take my hand but eventually does as I refuse to move it. She will get used to me touching her-she's mine now after all.
"Let me." I take her bag and together we slowly walk up the stairs to my family mansion. "I'll show you to your new room." I say, forcing her hand in mine. I can't wait any longer-I need to touch her in some way. Her silence and submission to me are calling out to my alpha instincts to take her.
Glancing over to her, tear streak her face and her lips tremble. I want to kiss those tears away and taste those cherry like lips. We arrive to my master bedroom and her eyes widen at the sight. It is quite nice and the California king sized bed dominating the space is very distracting.
I place her bag by the closet. "You'll be sleeping here with me-obviously. We will prepare the wedding for the end of this week. I'm sure you'll come to love this place in time, my love." I whisper and move her hair back from her shoulder to place a soft kiss on her skin. She gasps and jerks away from me.
So innocent. My eyes flash red and I want nothing more than to shove her to the bed and tease her until she begs me to mark her, fuck her...
She moves around to the other side of the room and wraps her arms around herself. "C-can I have some alone time, please?" Her soft voice pleads and its music to my ears. Deeper than expected but still...arousing.
I smile to calm her and nod. "Of course my lady. I'll be in my office, if you need me." I leave her alone and know I won't get shit done until I make her mine.