' Let me paint you with my heart and tongue '
A cruel man who committed many sins , a man described by many as hell , and described by others as heaven . Kim Taehyung . A surreal man . A wealthy man . A man . Why does this surreal fallen angel stop...
Y/N PoV Time. It's endless right ? Well , not for me and you . Unfortunately,or fortunately , you and I can't live forever . Nothing really does . Everything comes to an end . That's why I'm such a free person . I know everything has a beginning and end . Some people can't recognise beginning . But many know how to end it. I'm Y/N. An artist in Seoul . I know , such an industrial place for an artist . But for others to be classified as an 'artist' , I need a my masters degree . According to them. I love art . It's so simple for me , to glide a pencil or brush and draw away my life . What's my style ? I would say freestyle . I'm in my last year of uni at SEOUL ART UNIVERSITY. I'm 23 , and I work as a waitress in my friends cafe to sustain my education and life . Life is so over complicated for me .
Anyway , I pull on my beige tapered trousers , a white large turtle neck and a light brown trench coat . I put on some lip balm , fill my brows and highlight . I put on thin long gold earrings , and wear a gold necklace . I grab my stuff and put on a spritz of perfume , and set off .
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Taehyung PoV
Pop . I opened The Labour of 1975 . I grab a wine glass and pour it in slowly , staring at the flow of wine . They call me a vampire . The sun was rising , and I was sitting there in the balcony , swirling the wine , and sipping it . It tastes divine , the age reflected by the taste . It was a long night , 1 or 2 hours spent fucking gold diggers . They want me for my money , but I can't do that , so I give them that . It helps the both of us anyway , and I send them away with a decent amount of money , so I'm not a bad man . Am I ? I sat , admiring the day , thinking about my life in Korea. I was born and raised there , but left there as soon as I was 16. I'm now in Russia . Actually , I am the biggest Mafia in Russia . Over 10,000 men , fighting for me . Oh the power I had . If I was a girl , I would fuck me too . Well , what exactly do we do ? Steal money from small flies , loan money , then get back the money , and sell drugs to a load of motherfuckers . Obviously I don't do drugs . Useless really , and so unclassy . I'm a real gentleman, with class and elegance , but I'm a whole other man in bed . ' Sir , the underboss is calling you' My butler said . I stood up and got the phone , straightening my teux . 'Good Morning Mr Kim , i was just going to inform you about the average income from last month , and the statistical data . Would you like to go over it at the meeting or send it now to you ?' ' Hello Jungkook , yes , good good , i will look at the data in the meeting once I arrive at Korea , is the private jet ready ?' 'Yes Mr.Kim' ' Good , I will meet you at 9.00'
At the airport
Everyone was staring at me , some admiration , jealousy , fear and money were in their eyes . I was escorted outside by my personal butler , and then into the private jet . It was a house itself , with bedrooms , kitchens and bars . It was really quite divine . I sat on one of the chairs , the smooth authentic beige leather fitting around my skin , as I felt a presence next to me . ' Good Morning Sir . We have already secured all the money from Korea , and transported all of the things we need there' 'Ok , you can now go' 'Yes sir' Jungkook exited the jet . We met each other at the orphanage . He was the owners son . However , when the owner passed away , it was given to another person , so we were transferred to another . We went to Russia as a rash decision, but after getting involved , we are now here . We swore alliance , from playing with toy soldiers to fighting and killing real men . I trust him a good amount , and out of business hours , he prefers to call me hyung when we are alone , and we are like two little boys all over again . I remember there was a girl too. Jungkook's sister. I met her a few times when we were younger , and I remember her being younger than be by a year , with black wavy hair , a fair face and the lot. She had these captivating eyes , I remember . However , jungkook cut ties with her when we moved here , I never knew why , probably to keep her safe . I feel pity for that girl . I was looking at a few contact details with the Choi's - a company that wants to collaborate with us . I smirked , thinking about their faces when they find out what will actually happened to them . They were frauds anyway , so why not .
I looked out at the clouds finding a moment of peacefulness , and sipped my champagne . Oh what a life .
Y/N PoV I was out job hunting , as the cafe wasn't enough to sustain my education. Honestly , why was art school so complicated when so many people don't consider being an artist a respectable and reliable job . Most of them only consider you a good artist if you are famous . Unfortunately, I am not . Aha . I found it . Being an assistant in a quite famous and renowned company that sells clothes at the weekends from 8.30 am to 6pm . Perfect . I cautiously filled in the application . I already had some work experience with Business , as I used to study business and art , but then decided to further develop art instead . Quite stupid of me , to be honest , but I did whatever my heart contents . Ping . An email popped up almost immediately: Hello Miss Y/N , You have been accepted , however to get the job you need to pass the interview . Please attend it at 3.30 pm at xxxxxxx xxxxxxxx Thank you , Choi Headquarters . It's tomorrow? I guess I was really last minute . I went towards my closet , and picked out a suit .I Love suits , they make me feel so classy and elegant .
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Anyway, I decided to go to sleep - 11.30pm . The purple rays hit my eyes as I looked at my phone . I feel disappointed. For what , I don't know . My life , I guess . I don't know . Next Morning I was exhausted as I detached myself from my bed - 10.00 am on a Saturday . I decided to go grab some lunch with my friend in Seoul before the interview . I quickly got dressed and put some headphones on , as it played Need to Know by Doja Cat . It was raining so I grabbed my black umbrella , and off I set off . I loved the power I was holding as I walked confidently . I already texting seojin . She was my savior during everything . She loved me , I loved her . We were like inseparable abandoned sisters . She was older than me by one year though , so I have to call her Unnie . . Anyway , I lit up like a child when they were given candy as soon as I saw her . I jumped over and hugged her figure , and she hugged me back . 'Unnie ! I missed you so muchhhn' I shout . 'Yah let go , and you litterally called me last night' 'I don't care' ' So , how are you ?' Unnie,new everything about me , and same goes to her . We have been supporting each other ever since that year . The year I lost someone in my family . 'Mmh , I'm alright' I tell her brazenly . ' you were contemplating your life and thinking about jungkook , right ?' 'Yeah , I guess..' ' I know he abandoned you , but you have to let go Y/n' I sighed 'I know' Her phone started ringing , and she excused herself . ' oh Yn , I'm so sorry , I have to go to the daycare , it's an emergency , good luck on your interview and enjoy the food , I've already payed . Love you boo' 'Byee , love you too' I replied as the dashed out . It was 2.30 pm . I guess I'll start heading to my interview . AT THE CHOI BUILDING ' ah thank you' It was 3.15 as I arrived , the gentle roar of people on the ground floor . I made my way up the elevator , already preparing for the worst . AFTR THE INTERVIEW I warm feeling arose inside of me like freshly baked warm cookies , and I glowered at the thought . I got it ! Honestly , I don't know how , it must be my charms . Hehe . Anyway , I was to start working there to fill for the Chairman's assistant on the weekends . Unfortunately , he was a old man , ugh . Oh well , maybe he has a cute son . I had to start working there tomorrow onwards . I can already feel my pay heck coming in . Taehyung PoV We are having a meeting with the Choi's on Monday , the day after tomorrow, and I smirked . Ah the feeling of success . 'Jungkook , make sure you finish all the preparations tomorrow' ' Yes hyungggg' To think such a respectable man would want to dirty his hands , ha .
