BTS Jungkook fanfic | Oneshot

Boss |21+|

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Trigger warning.

Her heels clicked against the shiny expensive floor as she walked towards the gym room inside the big villa. Huge glass windows on her left side allowing moonlight to enter. She knocked on door before entering.

There was her boss of seven days. She has been his secretary only a week ago. He is CEO of famous company 'Jeon empire' which is named after his surname. He was CEO in front of the world but in underworld, he was famous fighter.

He would treat everyone mean or rudely beside his family and some special close ones. He wouldn't hesitate to yell or degrade someone. It was better to not get on his nerve or be prepared for regret. He also doesn't like no for an answer.

He was tall and rich. Had everything in outer beauty that could make make women squirm for him. Though, he hasn't been in relationship for years now.

She stepped closer and bowed in professional manner. "Good evening sir. Today's reports." She spoke. He got up after ending his push ups, shirtless. Wiping his sweat with small towel.

He approaches her, his chest now slightly flushed from exercise. He wipes the sweat from his brow before giving her his full attention "Ah, good evening..." he says, his voice rough around the edges, but still commanding.

She told him some details about the reports and bowed again in professional manner. He was looking at her with unknown expressions. She stood there waiting for permission to go. Only hour or something was left before her work hours would end.

He stares at her. "How about training with me?" He suddenly asked but it came more like demand. She stared at him in confusion. Training? She mumbled under her breath in confusion. He raises an eyebrow, clearly expecting her to agree on his demand.

Watching her hesitation, a hint of annoyance creeped up in his expression. "What's wrong, can't keep up?" She met his gaze. He asked her to come closer.

He smirks and leans in, his breath warm against her ear. "Good girl. Now, let me show you how it's done." He takes her hand, guiding ger through a series of exercises with a dominant and controlling tone.

She obeyed and let him do whatever he wants. Not wanting to get scolded or worse killed. None of his secretary stayed long. They either resigned, disappeared or were found dead.

He grins, pleased with himself as he watches her follow his instructions without hesitation. His movements becoming more fluid and calculated as he continues to train her. Despite his rough exterior, there's a hint of satisfaction in his eyes, believing he's proven his dominance. While she did everything out of fear.

He continues to dominate the training session, pushing her harder and harder until she is almost on her knees. He sees the exhaustion in her eyes but doesn't show any signs of mercy. "Alright, that's enough for today." He announces, his voice dripping with superiority.

She looked in his eyes, wondering why he was suddenly asking her to do this training. His eyes narrow slightly at her gaze, a hint of curiosity sparking within. He leans in closer, his voice low and menacing. "Oh, so now you don't fear to look in my eyes? Trying to defy me?" He chuckles and wraps his hand around her wrist, pulling her closer. "How....amusing."

She shook her head and looked down. "N-no sir." Her voice low. He grips her wrist tighter, a wicked gleam in his eyes. "Prove it then." His other hand shoots out, grabbing a dagger from the nearby table and holding it up to her throat. "Convince me."

Her eyes widen. This man was hard to read. "H-how?" She spoke slowly to not get hurt by the dagger while talking. His lips curl into a sly smile as he sees the fear in her eyes. "Oh, I see. You're still just a timid little thing, aren't you?" He lowers the dagger slightly, tracing the blade gently against her skin. "Fine then." He whispers.