MAFIA X STALKER

Chapter 1

Taehyung

This was it. I am finally going to do it. I have been stalking this guy for months now. Learning the in and outs of his daily life. Almost getting caught a few times. But I wasn't due to me being quick and light on my feet. So he never suspected a thing.

Jeon Jungkook was a serious man. Kept a few people in circle which consist of; his best friend and two bodyguards which he only has so he can keep paparazzi who're following him around away, and not because he couldn't fight on his own. The man could easily take on his own 2-3 men down. Jungkook is a huge man, standing at 6 ft 5, weighing approximately 270 pounds with tattoos covering him from his head to entire upper body and meanest face that could intimidate anyone in his presence. Despite his beautiful mean looking face, he had the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen. He had these blue-green irises that I couldn't wait for my future child to possibly inherit.

Jungkook was honestly the perfect donor. Great genes and insanely smart. Going to the best university in the country at the age of 15 and graduating with his Masters in Science and Technology and obtaining a PhD in Psychology at age 21. Starting his company; Sustainable Tech from the ground up even though he got the money to start it from his parents. The success of the company was entirely him. I would never have to worry about my child's intelligence. Dumb people honestly give me the ick.

In the months of stalking him, I came to conclusion that he was a very predictable person. He had everything specifically timed. He woke up 5 a.m.brushed his teeth for exactly 5 minutes. He then goes to his in home gym till 6:30a.m, went to shower till 7a.m, eats the breakfast that his maid prepares him at 7:20a.m and leaves for the office at 7:40a.m and arrives at exactly 8a.m. He works till 6 p.m then goes to this sketchy warehouse that is out of the city. I have no idea what happens there the security was too tight but it must be illegal. I mean I get it. No one becomes that successful that quick without doing a couple of shady deals on the side. He stays there for 2-3 hours max. Goes home,heat up dinner, shower and goes to bed at 11p.m after going over a few paperwork. Fridays were different. Instead of going to the warehouse. He goes to the club that was a few minutes away from his office. This is the only time during the week where he gets to relax, other then Sunday when he goes to spend the day at his parents. He sits in the VIP section has a couple of drinks before calling one of his regulars, who he takes to one of the rooms in the club to fuck. I was far from his type. I didn't have the straight blonde or brunette hair and pale or slightly tanned skin. I have beautiful honey tanned skin that resembles honeycomb and black slightly curly hair, moreover I'm a guy! Completely different. But if there was one thing that I could replicate from these women was "to be easy". Jungkook loved easy women because they'll do anything without asking any questions.

Today was Friday and it was the perfect Friday to execute my plans. I had to wait for the Friday that aligned with the week that I was ovulating. So my chances of getting pregnant was high.

I went shopping for the most inappropriate dress I find, did my hair with flexi rods and prayed that it came out perfect because I was gonna have meltdown if it didn't. While my hair setting, I did my make up. I kept it simple with lip gloss and lip liner. Little brown eyeshadow and mascara. I was so thankful for lash techs because i barely had any lashes. When my face and hair was complete I slipped in my dress and heels. I had enough time to make to the club and at 8p.m before he arrives.

Arrived at the club, skipped the line and did a bee line through the sweaty, horny people straight to the bar. This was totally out of my comfort zone. I hate people, I hate noise and I hate alcohol. The dress I was wearing barely covered ass and constant stares at it wasn't making me feel any better. I was honestly nervous. This plan was starting to sound ridiculous. I'm 5ft8, barely 150 pounds trying to abduct a giant. At this point the nerves has gotten to me. I was already seated but have yet to order. Maybe I should go. Yeah, let's do that. I turned around, ready to leave just as he walked in. Giving me the perfect reminder why I was doing this. I turned around to face the bar again and ordered a drink for liquid courage. I took the shot and felt my body heat up and throat burn from the liquor.

I am ready.