I'm surrounded by idiots.
Everywhere I turn, there's a breathing, walking, talking waste of space,. but still I'm stuck with shit...known as people.
The way they smile, laugh, and pretend to be interested in my 'vision' for my company makes my skin crawl. They dont know I'd rather watch paint dry than indulge in there small talks.- Idiots as i said.Just like Jimin's smile is a constant reminder that I am stuck with a fucker who is mindless, only knows how to smile like a fool without any reason.
"Find out everything about the Russian girl with the engagement ring, moving around my sister with a shadow attached to her ass 24/7"' i said to another Fucker on call & ended it, because taehyung's comment is last thing i needed right now.
"You got thing for russian pussies now?"
Jimin said while rolling the bookstone kept on my desk while smirking. He never know how to read the atmosphere."I'd have to be brain-dead to even consider to fuck someone as dull as nun, annoying, and utterly irritating she is." I scoffed, remembering the way she got on my nerves last night.
"She's noodle's friend right?what's up with her..Heard someone tried to kidnap her outside your office" jimin asked, raising an eyebrow.
"That makes things more interesting" i said leaning back on my chair.
My sister's friend think she is a master of deception. But I saw right through her. She is just a fragile little doll who thinks she's so clever, hiding behind her saccharine sweetness but it will be pleasurable in ripping off her mask, exposing every dirty secret, and leaving her naked for the world to see - only then she'll understand the true meaning of vulnerability,..
the thrill of it all."Dont you think u have far more interesting things for now, let's say something that starts with krystiyan and ends with cockstov" jimin said while standing and heading towards the door "that fuckface is getting too ahead of himself" he said and went out making me think about that idiot.
Krystiyan Kostov,.the first domino that needs to fall. My blood boils at the mention of his name..but I'll strike the final blow very soon,.. crushing his spirit and annihilating his existence. But he is just the beginning. Once gone-gone, I'll move on to the next, and the next, and the next. I'll dismantle the entire hierarchy, leaving a trail of destruction in my wake.
They try to stop me, but all they can do is try and here I'll pull the strings while manipulating the puppets. The thought of it is almost... palpable. Almost. But for now, Krystiyan, the first piece to fall, and I'll savor every moment of his downfall.
Fuckface is just a pawn in my game who needs to go down as he is trying to pull so many stunts these days.
"Ah, this sweet taste of revenge" i stood up drawn to the window of my office and light my cigarette, looking at the city light up like a canvas with twinkling stars.
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