One Of The Girls

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The brunette male sits in the salon chair, phone in his hand as the hairdresser paints dye into his hair, his brown strands transitioning into the blackest shades of night. He stares down at the screen, his thick eyebrows pinched together in both wonder and concentration as he watches the girl dance alongside another known artist in the industry, Taemin. His eyes stay on her for the duration of the video, and he's obsessed, entranced by her body. None only were her moves fluid, but her face...she was a doll. And he needed another one of those, he wanted her.

He dials someone and asks for them to find information about this dancer, and with his influence and connections, he gets what he wants not even ten minutes later. Endless videos, photos, her legal information, her bank statements, everything in her life he now has with only the click of a button. That's who he was, a man of power, talent, a phenomenon to the world and his dearest fans, his Stars.

Kim Taehyung, the world's most popular playboy and R&B singer. A man with wealth beyond imagination, countless women in his hold, and something even more dangerous. The talent of singing, dancing, and seducing anyone to get what he wants, or even with a raise of his brow, no one would dare question him. He was a King, an idol, the true powerful God of music. He couldn't be held back, not by anyone. What he wants, he will stop at nothing to get. Even if drastic measures are to be taken, he'd risk it all.

So now, he dials the one and only Kim Namjoon, his manager and best friend of many years. He was going to have this girl, no matter the cost. Either to his wallet or reputation. A face like hers, a body like that, she was bound to catch his eye one way or another, bound to be his. And ironically, his concert events would kick off in about two months. Plenty of time for his plan to execute perfectly.

"Joon? I have somebody I'd like you to recruit for our team."

"But Taehyung, we already have all the necessary positions filled-"

The male interrupts, slightly raising his voice and startling the hairdresser, "I don't care if you have to fire somebody. It's a dancer, and I want her on the team. Got it?"

His tone reeked with authority, a power that had any man in any position quivering. Now, you'd think, why would so many fear a singer? Surely him being one of the greatest artists of all time wasn't worth shaking in fear over, right? No, this wasn't just anyone. This was Kim Taehyung, also known as V, his stage name. He had a personality like no other, and when manipulative men like him get ahold of money and the loyalty and love of an incredibly large fanbase, there isn't much that can stop them.

Namjoon suppresses a sigh and instead engages in the idea, knowing he wouldn't have a choice, "Yes, Taehyung. May I ask who this dancer is?"

Taehyung smiles to himself, a dark cloud of obsession looming in his eyes as he speaks her name aloud for the first time, testing it out and savoring how sweet it tasted on his tongue. Hell was starting to brew in that twisted mind of his.

"Her name...is Gaia Taurel."

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Gaia sighs dreamily, watching her favorite idol perform her favorite song. Kim Taehyung. He was a dream she was blessed to love and experience. His voice melted her soul, his dancing entranced her, and his beautiful personality and love he had for the Stars always made her wish to meet him one day. Sure, she's been to many of his concerts, but she wanted to personally meet him. Her biggest dream was to be one of his dancers, maybe if she was lucky enough, that opportunity would arise one day.

She was a fan of his for four years now, obviously being the professional dancer and Star she was, she had learned all of his choreographies and his songs. She knew them by heart, at any time if someone asked her to dance or sing a song of his, there would be no hesitance in her body. After all the hours of watching his videos, and listening to his music, it was safe to say she was his biggest fan.