My voice trembled as I questioned, "What do you want from me? Why are you doing this to me?"
Taehyung's voice echoed in my mind, his words chilling me to the bone. "I'll make you taste true agony. You'll suffer like never before, trapped in a living...
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Y/N's heart sank as she laid eyes on Kim Taehyung sitting in the CEO's chair. Her breath caught in her throat as she watched his smirk deepen, his eyes glinting with a mixture of amusement and malice. She couldn't shake off the feeling of dread that settled in the pit of her stomach.
"No, this can't be happening," she muttered under her breath, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's got to be a dream."
To her dismay, Taehyung heard her whispered words, his smirk widening, his amusement evident in the way he leaned back in the chair, exuding an aura of confidence and authority. "Oh, it's very real, sweetheart," he replied smoothly, his voice laced with arrogance. "And believe me, it's no dream but a nightmare....for you."
His voice was laced with barely contained fury as he addressed her, his words dripping with venom. "I was seething when you were screaming at me earlier over the car damage. You had the audacity to blame me, Ms. Min! Kim Taehyung! If I wanted to, I could have ripped your tongue out for daring to raise your voice at me. But, by some stroke of luck, I refrained. I entertained the thought of forgiveness, but it seems fate, or perhaps god..tchk..tchk..the devil himself, has other plans. That's why you find yourself standing here now, in front of me, as my personal assistant," he emphasized the last two words with a cruel smirk.
The emphasis he placed on the words "Personal Assistant" sent a shiver down her spine. She felt a surge of anger rise within her, but she knew she had to remain composed in the face of his aggression.
Swallowing her pride, she met his gaze head-on, her voice steady despite the fear coursing through her veins. "I certainly was blaming you, it was your driver's fault for what happened." she asserted, her tone firm.. "But mostly I was upset about the situation. And you have no right to threaten me like that for being right and standing against the wrong!"
But Taehyung merely smirked in response, his eyes glinting with malice. "You'll learn soon enough, Ms. Min," he sneered. "As my Personal Assistant, you'll do as I say. And if you don't... well, let's just say you won't like the consequences."
Her fists clenched at her side, her frustration boiling over as she met his gaze head-on. "You can't treat people like this," she insisted, her voice shaking with anger. "I won't stand for it."
His smirk returned, his eyes flashing with a dangerous glint. "You don't have a choice, Ms. Min," he declared, his tone final. "You're my personal assistant now and you will do as I say. Understood?"
As he continued, his tone dripping with arrogance, she felt a surge of frustration. "Shall we start working then, Ms. Min?" he inquired, his smirk only fueling her resolve.
Y/N stood her ground, her expression a mixture of anger and defiance as she faced Mr. Kim. She couldn't shake off the feeling of guilt for her outburst, but she refused to back down.
"No... I won't work with you. Never," she replied firmly, her voice laced with determination.
He chuckled at her response, his demeanour unfazed by her defiance. Leaning back in his chair, he fixed her with a piercing gaze. "Are you scared to work with me or what?" he taunted, his smirk widening.
