Jin brushed the front of his black button-down dress shirt with the palm of his hand as he looked in the mirror before him. He switched things up a bit this time, wearing one of his leather strapped harnesses over top of his shirt. The deep red leather gave a subtle pop against the matte black finishing the look with black fitted slacks and dress shoes. Pretty much a normal look for himself, day to day. A few more accessories garnished his ear lobes and fingers.
He really wasn't sure what to wear tonight. He had honestly tried every shirt he owned and couldn't decide which felt or looked the best. Jin was nervous for the first time in a while. Well, he was always nervous around alpha's and the kind of work he did, but this was a different kind of nervous, this was the butterflies in your stomach kind of nervous.
Feelings were torn as he heard the familiar knock at the door. Ezra was here to pick him up. Jin didn't know much else than that. He had come by his room the other day after spending some time in the office with Heath, telling him nothing more than to be dressed to kill on Saturday night. Ezra even flashed him that little smirk of his as he walked off.
After being the one that told Ezra not to catch feelings, he couldn't help but feel that tonight was more than just hanging out as they have in the past. Jin honestly hated how easy it was to be around Ezra. Even for him being an alpha, Jin found himself to be relaxed and not worried or scared like he was with all the other men he found in his company. He didn't give off this dark evil twisted vibe that Heath gave him every time he was near. Wondering if they were actually truly related at all.
He had expected a different kind of man after finding out he had been locked up. Even more, so that first night when he told him that Heath owed him the last few years of his life. He really thought Ezra was going to take out his hate on him, but he hadn't at all. He was a total gentleman for the evening.
"Not sure if this is a to kill look or not, but it's what you're getting." Commented Jin as he opened the door having yet to set his eyes on Ezra.
Feeling his jaw drop a bit as he looked the alpha over. Ezra had to play the part tonight. It was a fancy high-end art gallery; his usually dark-washed jeans and a tee shirt with a plaid pullover and leather biking jacket weren't going to get him through the front doors.
Tonight he fell more in line with Jin's sense of style. Elegant and professional while yet casual. Not so much of a flare with the jewelry and leather, like him but, still he thought he looked pretty good tonight. Wearing a black button-down, fitted coal grey three-button vest with matching slacks and black dress shoes. Ezra even trimmed his beard and slicked his hair back for a more tamed look.
"Want me to pick that up for you?" Questioned Ezra as he leaned in close to Jin's ear. His forefinger graced the bottom of his chin. "You look nice too." Growling, "Smell even better." As he took in a deep breath, not meaning to be so forward.
The growl was a slip. Ezra didn't want or need to happen. Jin always smelt good to him. Then again, so did pretty much all omega's to an alpha. However, tonight there seemed to be this extra punch to his sweet strawberry scent.
"You ready?" Ezra asked, looking at his watch, "If we're going to make the opening tonight we need to leave now."
Jin was still in a bit of a daze, nodding his head. He had been ready for a while now. He would have been on the floor working, but Heath confirmed that his time was needed elsewhere tonight. His teeth ground a bit harder than they usually did when he had told him, not appearing pleased that Ezra required his time. Jin was even willing to go as far as saying he came off a bit jealous.
Normally Jin would be upset about missing work. He was already falling behind with the missed customers these past few weeks. He had the night with Ezra which, wasn't planned. Heath called away another client, then paid him a visit other than their Sunday together. Tonight he was pretty sure he wouldn't be getting paid for either, but for the time he didn't care.
That care became even less so when Ezra walked him outside, a ride waiting for them. Jin gave him a bit of a questioning look.
"All I got is my bike." He commented, opening the door for him. "The ride is on Heath's dime."
Honestly, the whole evening was. The tickets to this thing weren't cheap at all. Ezra was kind of shocked he didn't tell him to suck it up and go alone.
* * * * *
"So, question? Why have we been dropped off three blocks past where we are going for the evening?" Asked Jin, who hadn't said anything about it till now.
He had watched as they passed the gallery and looked to Ezra, thinking maybe there was something else planned for the evening. A split second of panic ran through him thinking this wasn't going to be at all the night he thought it was going to be, fearing that Ezra and Heath had other things in mind for him.
"Oh. I may or may not be working tonight." Ezra spoke nonchalantly.
"Working?" Jin was a bit confused as to how a night out at an art show was working.
Ezra huffed with a little smile on his lips, nodding his head. " Yes. Working."
The two of them walked along the sidewalk towards their destination.
"Like, for example." Ezra placed his arm along the top of Jin's shoulders, his hand resting off the end before he pointed casually across the street. "An ATM camera, average three feet in viewing range, footage stored for about six months." He motions again with his hand, "Four street cameras, two private, and one red light on at the end of the block."
That was just what he's seen on this side of the street three blocks out. Ezra was pretty sure just about the same would be on the other side as well, but he wouldn't know till they left this evening.
Jin an omega pulled into a world he wasn't ready for. A world that was promised to be nothing more than what he dreamed of by a man he loved. Only to have the one thing he's ever truly cared for taken from him.
Ezra an alpha done dirty but took one for the team. Trying to find his way onto a new path in life. A better path. Maybe even one worth going back to prison for?
Heath an alpha where you don't want to fall on to his bad side. He rules what he owns. Twisting and mending everything he lays his hands on to benefit his deviant mind.
This story may contain some triggers for some readers. All parts with said "triggers" will be marked M.
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