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Taehyung POV

"You." I croak out, pointing a shaky finger at Jungkook, my heart racing in disbelief. "It's you," I mutter.

"Aww is little Taehyungie shocked?" Jungkook taunts, amusement dancing in his eyes. With a smirk playing on his lips, he slowly rises from his seat, his movements deliberate as he makes his way toward me, his presence overwhelming in the confined space we share. He leans in closer, his breath warm against my skin, sending shivers down my spine. "Yes, doll. It's me," he teases, his tone filled with a mixture of arrogance and allure.

Disbelief overtakes my features, a cloud of realization spreading slowly as I reflect on the chain of events that led to this. How could I not have connected the dots sooner? It all started when I first encountered him—a chance meeting that set off a series of unexpected developments. The very next day, my inbox was flooded with messages seemingly out of the blue, and, before I knew it, I had received a job offer from his company. The strangest part? I hadn't even submitted an application.  Gosh, how dumb I was.

"Why? Why have you been stalking me?" I ask, my voice quivering with a mix of fear and confusion, desperately seeking some semblance of an explanation behind his unsettling actions.

Jungkook tilts his head with a sly smile, a glint of mischief in his eyes. "Don't you realize? I've fallen for you, doll," he murmurs softly, his words laced with a hint of vulnerability that contrasts starkly with the intensity in his gaze. "For your pretty voice that soothes like a lullaby, your captivating face that holds a myriad of expressions, your eloquent words that paint a vivid picture of your soul, your magnetic personality that draws people in, and that very pretty body that tells a story of its own." As he speaks, his appraisal of me feels as intimate as a touch, his eyes lingering over every curve and angle with a hunger that's both unsettling and oddly flattering.

"What the fuck, man? I've talked to you like twice and you're saying that you've fallen in love with me?" I say, curling my lip in disbelief and irritation. "You're just tryna get in my pants. Get the fuck away, oldie," I assert with a mixture of frustration and disgust evident in my tone and expression.

Jungkook nonchalantly chuckles, his demeanor seemingly unaffected by my harsh words. The hint of a smirk plays across his lips as he confidently responds, "This oldie can fuck you until you forget your own name, doll. Choose your words wisely." His voice carries a tinge of challenge and undeniable confidence, underlining his point.

"And love can unexpectedly strike at any given moment, igniting a spark that transcends mere words and reasons, akin to the fabled love at first sight." he states, his gaze unwavering. "Don't you dare question my love, Kim Taehyung," he concludes with a firmness.

My cheeks turn crimson at his words, a flush of embarrassment creeping up my face. I can't help but wonder if this man is constantly consumed by desire. Feeling the need to escape from this uncomfortable situation, I make a mental note to submit my resignation letter as soon as I can. With a forced smile, I utter "Bye."

Jungkook's grip tightened around my wrist as he forcefully pulled me back, his determined gaze locking onto mine. "We aren't done talking, yet. I hope you realize that resigning is not an option available to you," his tone firm and unwavering.

Through gritted teeth, I muttered, "Let go of me," but Jungkook remained resolute, his hold unyielding. Defiance coursed through me as I asserted, "I will resign, and there's nothing you can do to prevent that. Find something else to occupy your time."

With a sudden shift in demeanor, Jungkook released my arm abruptly, his expression undeniably serious. "Fine, go ahead," he conceded, his voice cutting through the tension. "But be prepared for the consequences. Legal action will be taken, and you'll be facing substantial fines," he warned, thrusting the contract towards me. Panic gripped me as the reality of the situation sunk in. Fuck, I forgot about that.

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