Y/N's Pov
In the hushed corridors of corporate anticipation, I find myself making my way to the meeting room, the air thick with the promise of pivotal decisions. My flight gracefully touched down in India at 6:00 a.m., and with unwavering focus, I headed straight to my abode to refresh and meticulously review my presentation.
As I entered the meeting room, a collective shift in attention welcomed my presence. Navigating towards my designated seat, I declared, 'I think we'll begin now. First and foremost, I extend a warm welcome to each of you. Your presence is sincerely appreciated. Additionally, allow me a moment to introduce Mr. Mehta.' At the mere utterance of his name, Mr. Mehta rose from his seat, adorned the room with a genial smile, and gracefully resumed his place.
The ensuing two-hour meeting unfolded with a seamless blend of discourse and determination. The discussions were intense, but the promise of a lucrative deal rendered every moment worthwhile. As the meeting concluded, I rose from my seat, stating, 'I believe we've covered all the pertinent points on our agenda. I'd like to express my gratitude for your unwavering cooperation.'
Approaching Mr. Mehta with a purposeful stride, our handshake marked the sealing of a professional bond. In a composed tone, I conveyed, 'Thank you for entrusting us with this project.' To my surprise, his response was a nervous smile, accompanied by an inexplicable bead of sweat. Before I could delve into the anomaly, he expressed his gratitude and swiftly took his leave, leaving an air of peculiarity lingering in the room. A curious end to a professionally charged encounter.
I made my way to my cabin, with Sana trailing behind. 'Sana, this project is of utmost importance. I expect everyone to commence work on it today. The deadline is in two months, and we can't afford any mistakes. Make sure everyone understands, alright?'
'Don't worry, just chill. Nothing will go wrong.'
'I hope so. By the way, I'm heading to the mandir (temple) and will be back in 30 minutes. Just wanted to keep you informed.' She smiled and nodded as I walked to my car, driving off to the mandir. You might wonder why I go there. It's a tradition from when I lived with my parents. On my birthday, their anniversary, or when I achieved something, my mom would take me to the mandir. When I asked her why, she'd say, 'Whatever we have, it's because of God. The least we can do is thank Him for everything.'
Lost in thoughts of the past, a solitary tear escaped, which I swiftly wiped away. Upon reaching the mandir, I spent some moments in prayer before returning to the company.
Meanwhile, in some other place.
The silent room echoed only with the menacing cadence of the man's labored breaths and the haunting whimper of his bound form. Across from him, a man in his twenties wore a devilish smirk, satisfaction gleaming in his eyes as he leisurely cut into the captive's cheek with a knife.
"Please, let me go. What did I even do to you? Just for looking at her, you're torturing me?" the man pleaded breathlessly. His plea was met with a sadistic yelp of pain as the knife sank deeper.
"Look at her. Do you know who she is? Since she was six, that's when I first laid my eyes on her. She's mine. I go to great lengths to ensure she stays away from men, not wanting her to fall for anyone but me. I've done unspeakable things to make her mine. Just a few more steps, and she'll be entirely mine. After understanding the depths I'd go for her, you're questioning what you did, huh?" A menacing growl escaped the captor, sending shivers through those present.
"No one crosses me. No one dares to cast eyes on what's mine. Now, perish, for daring to challenge Kim Taehyung," he declared before a deafening bang tore through the silence. Taehyung, accompanied by Jimin, made their exit from the dimly lit basement.
"Taehyung, what's your plan? You didn't inform any of us," Jimin inquired, his eyes fixed on Taehyung's enigmatic figure.
"My dear soulmate, why the hurry? Simply relish the spectacle. Soon, you'll grasp the full extent of everything," Taehyung replied with a wicked smirk, leaving an ominous air lingering in the shadows
What do you think Taehyung is planning to do?
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Obsessed Allegiance: A Mafia's First Love"
Fanfiction"Kim Taehyung falls for Y/N, but as their love deepens, it spirals into obsession. Will she return his affection, even after discovering his dangerous secret as a mafia member?" Started at:19 November 2021 Ended:??
