Yandere BTS Oneshots.

The Assistant's Submission || KTH

Y/n had never imagined her life would take such a drastic turn. Fresh out of university, she had been eager to start her career, and landing a job as a personal assistant to one of the most influential men in South Korea seemed like a dream come true. Kim Taehyung, or simply Taehyung, was a name that echoed through the halls of power and influence. He was a self-made billionaire, known for his charm, intelligence, and ruthlessness in the business world. But there was a side of Taehyung that was hidden from the public eye, a side that Y/n would soon come to know all too well.

Y/n stood nervously outside Taehyung's office, her heart racing. She adjusted her blouse and took a deep breath before knocking on the large, imposing door.

"Come in," a deep voice commanded from inside.

Y/n pushed the door open and stepped into the spacious office. Taehyung sat behind a massive mahogany desk, his piercing eyes locking onto hers as soon as she entered.

"Y/n, right?" he asked, his voice smooth yet intimidating.

"Yes, Mr. Kim," she replied, trying to keep her voice steady.

"Taehyung," he corrected, a small smile playing on his lips. "Call me Taehyung."

"Of course, Taehyung," she said, nodding.

"Have a seat," he gestured to the chair in front of his desk. "We have a lot to discuss."

Weeks passed, and Y/n found herself working closely with Taehyung. His mood swings were unpredictable, and she quickly learned to tread carefully around him. One day, after a particularly stressful meeting, Taehyung called her into his office.

"Y/n," he said, his voice low and menacing. "Close the door and come here."

She obeyed, her hands trembling as she walked towards him.

"Do you know what happens to people who disappoint me?" he asked, his eyes darkening.

"No, Taehyung," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

He stood up and walked around the desk, stopping right in front of her. "I punish them," he said, a cruel smile spreading across his face. "And you, my dear, have disappointed me."

Before she could react, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards the couch. He sat down, pulling her across his lap. Her heart pounded in her chest as she realized what was about to happen.

"Taehyung, please," she begged, but her pleas fell on deaf ears.

He spanked her hard, each strike sending waves of pain through her body. Tears streamed down her face as she tried to endure the punishment.

From that day on, Taehyung's punishments became a regular occurrence. He made her crawl around his office like an animal, humiliating her in ways she never thought possible. He put a gag in her mouth, rendering her unable to speak or protest. He kissed her neck and collarbone forcefully, leaving bruises that reminded her of his control over her.

One day, after a particularly brutal punishment, Taehyung called her to his private meeting room. She entered, dreading what new torment awaited her.

"Y/n," he said, his tone deceptively sweet. "Come and sit down."

She complied, her body aching from the previous punishments.

He turned on a large screen, and to her horror, videos of her punishments began to play. She watched in disbelief as her humiliation and pain were displayed for her to see.

"Do you see this?" Taehyung asked, leaning close to her. "This is what happens when you disobey me."

Desperate to escape Taehyung's clutches, Y/n devised a plan. She waited until he was occupied with a meeting and quietly slipped out of his office. Her heart raced as she made her way towards the exit, but before she could reach it, Taehyung's men caught her.

"Where do you think you're going?" one of them sneered.

"Please, let me go," she pleaded, but they ignored her.

They dragged her back to Taehyung's office and threw her in front of him.

"Trying to escape, are we?" Taehyung asked, his voice dangerously calm.

"Taehyung, please," she sobbed. "I can't take this anymore."

He stood up and walked over to her, his eyes cold and unfeeling.

"You belong to me, Y/n," he said, grabbing her chin and forcing her to look at him. "And you will never escape."

Taehyung's punishments grew even more brutal after Y/n's attempted escape. He recorded every moment, showing her the videos to remind her of his control over her. One day, he decided to teach her a lesson she would never forget.

"Y/n," he said, calling her into his office. "It's time for your punishment."

She entered, her body trembling with fear. He grabbed her and forced her onto his lap, spanking her harder than ever before. She cried out in pain, but he didn't stop.

"Do you understand now?" he asked, his voice filled with menace. "You will never escape me."

"Yes, Taehyung," she sobbed, her spirit broken.

"Good," he said, a satisfied smile on his face. "Because you are mine, and I will never let you go."

Y/n's life became a never-ending cycle of pain and humiliation. Taehyung's control over her was absolute, and she knew there was no escape. Her once bright future had turned into a nightmare, and she was trapped in a world of darkness and despair.

Taehyung watched her closely, his love for her twisted and possessive. He enjoyed seeing her broken and submissive, knowing that she belonged to him completely.

In the end, Y/n's spirit was crushed, and she accepted her fate. She was Taehyung's obedient pet, his plaything, and she knew she would never be free.

As the days turned into months and the months into years, Y/n's life remained a constant torment. Taehyung's punishments never ceased, and she lived in perpetual fear of his wrath. The once vibrant young woman had been reduced to a mere shadow of her former self, broken and defeated.

And Taehyung, the powerful and psychotic man who had claimed her, reveled in his victory. He had won, and Y/n's suffering was his greatest triumph.