Dark Of The Moon 🔞 (READ SUMMARY PLZ)

Chapter 01 - You're Mine: KTH <ReUpload>

⚠️☢🔞WARNING🔞☢⚠️

THIS STORY CONTAINS THEMES THAT ARE NOT SUITABLE FOR ALL READERS.

TRIGGER WARNINGS FOR THE FOLLOWING:
Manipulation, Forced Situations, Non Consensual Actions, Blackmail, Foul Language, Toxic Relationship, Among Other Things...

(Please note that this story is not real and does NOT represent the person's who's names may/may not be used inside this short story.)

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Taehyung sighed into his hands.

He was tired and he wanted to go home. He leaned back in his office chair, giving his paperwork a once over before sighing again. He could hear outside his office faintly, the sound of his co-workers talking about going out tonight.

It was friday and he wanted to go out too but the CEO was making him set up the paperwork for an important meeting on Monday between this company and a multimillion dollar one, looking to invest.

The perks of being Co-CEO, he guesses.

He flipped through the sheets with no enthusiasm whatsoever, feeling bored out of his mind. A knock on his door, however brought a smile to his face.

SHE was here.

"Come in." He called.

When the door opened his breath caught in his throat as usual. His eyes trailed her body up and down as they normally did. She was a goddess, his every reason for working here the past four years.

He was obsessed with her.

He thought about her day and night. She was a deity above all others on earth and he worshipped her. He wanted to bask in her gaze and touch her skin, to feel the electricity of her flow through his fingers and envelope him. Maybe even have her close, to smell her sweet scent, it was all too much to think about and keep his cool. It was riling him up to think about how much he was in love with her.

"Good evening, Mr Kim!" She called in her heavenly voice as she entered, flashing him her beautiful smile he loved seeing.

"Evening, noona.." He called back, giving her his biggest boxy grin. She giggled as she came in, holding a stack of papers and envelopes in her arms.

Her name was Y/N. She had long jet black hair that at the moment was pulled into a loose bun, almond shaped hazel eyes and full, natural lips. She was nearly eleven years older than he was, but looked his age or even younger. She was smart, sexy and Taehyung wanted her more and more everytime he saw her and wanted her more and more than anything else in the world.

He watched her body as she approached, the black suit pants accentuating her wide hips, posterier dementions and small waist. Her blouse teasing but not showing her busty chest, giving just a glimmer of her sexy cleavage.

He groaned inwardly, struggling as usual to not get a raging boner while she was present and the outfit she was wearing wasn't helping. But if he was being honest, she could wear a trash bag and Taehyung would get excited by the sight of her. But like usual, he was trying not to get turned on but was failing miserably.

"Here you go," She said as she placed a few envelopes down on the corner of his desk. "They said this was for the deal you're currently on, so this is all rushed. Sorry, sweetie.."

Taehyung loved how she always called him cute pet names, although she meant them in a friendly way, he always imagined she was calling him that because she was his lover. She called home sweetie, sweetheart, honey, and darling sometimes. It was a part of her personality and of where and how she was raised. He loved hearing it and he would go out of his way nearly everyday to have at least one conversation with her just to hear her say them.