CLAIMED ⋆ jikook

A man around his early thirties sat on the chair in the CEO office, dark circles resting under his eyes. For some reason he looked irritated while ten bodyguards stood lined up inside the office in two rows. A beta shook under his stare, clutching the file tightly and praying not to earn curse words again. His features stayed cold, making the bodyguards feel sweat gather on their temples. "You're telling me you couldn't even track down one omega?" The alpha spoke, voice icy as his fingers rubbed at his temples. "How useless can you be? It's been six years and you're still claiming he hasn't left a sign in Seoul?" Taehyung, his PA, spoke up, biting his lips while keeping away from his boss's eyes as much as he could. "With the little information you gave us, how are we supposed to find him? Only a moon tattoo on his back, it's impossible to track him. W-We can't just roam around asking people to take off their shirts so we can check if they have--" "Shut up and stop with the excuses!" Jungkook slammed both hands against the table, making his men and the beta PA before him flinch. "Sir... we have honestly searched for years." Taehyung stuttered. "A-Are you sure anyone like that even exists?" "So you're saying I'm insane and delusional?" Jungkook scoffed. "Do you seriously think I invented someone in my head for fun?" "No, sir." Taehyung lowered his gaze. Jungkook shot his PA a glare. "You have thirty days. If none of you find my omega, then I'll fire every one of you. And you too, Mr Kim, are on that list. Find him without delay!"