Jungkook’s POV :-
I stand in front of The Lee’s company. The company’s building is massive, luxurious and screams power. Well, that’s something that surely doesn’t impresses me. The reason I am here is the company’s dearest, CEO, Lee Y/n. My wine.My lips curve to a side forming a slight smirk. I bring my hand to my lips as I play with my lip piercings. I’d be the luckiest man alive if my these piercings were being played by my wine’s lips. Fuck Jeon, you ain’t gotta be delusional when you can make that happen.
We met on that day, in front of the Saint Laurent Mall, She stared at me and was ready to eat me alive, well I’d love that too. But that’s not since I know her. My this obsession for her didn’t start from that night. It started long ago.
*FLASHBACK*
The weather continued to be worser as it kept snowing. I walked on the snowy road of the country side of Italy. I was here for a business trip and thought to take a walk in the country side so here I was. I continued walking, bored, until something took to my interest, making my eyes shine in zest.Blood. So beautiful, so pretty, the crimson droplets on the white snow. It was the prettiest thing you’d ever experience in winter. My gaze followed the rest of the blood droplets and so did I. After some minutes I reached at my ‘destination’. Where I was supposed to be long ago. My wine stood wearing a blood-red furry coat as she held a short dagger in her hand, the crimson dropping from it. She smirked psychopathically, ah the prettiest smile I’d ever seen. There lay a dead body of a person which seemed like a blonde girl. Her body so perfectly slashed. My wine smirked and threw a tissue near the body which she kissed first, marking the tissue with her lip-stain.
Ah what it’d be, to be kissed by her. She smirked at the scene in front of her as she ran a hand through her hair before covering the knife in a white clothe and tugging it in her pocket. She smiled and started walking away, oblivious that I was there, admiring her.
*FLASHBACK ENDS*
I bite my lip at the thought of the heavenly past. This girl is going to be the death of me. But if it’s about being with her, having to be loved by her, I will gladly accept the most painful and torturous death as well.
Basically, anything for her.
She is too naive. She thinks she knows me just because she knows a little information of me. Ever since I took her in my eyes, she became mine. She just doesn’t knows it yet, but it’s not long until she knows.
I couldn’t stay in Italy, for too long, so I called her here. I called her here? Yes. Haha! I did. But nobody knows. Not even My Wine. She came to South Korea from Italy because her father told her something was going wrong in the company branch of SK. So, to help him, also to have some fun, she came to South Korea.
But what’s wrong with the company? Nothing much. It was all my plan, so that she could be bought here. Her father is a busy man and is involved in the Italian Mafia, so he probably wouldn’t leave that country. Who’d he trust then? His daughter. And here it all happened, just as predicted.
My wine is here and now I am going to do everything to make her mine. She already saw me once now, and today she’ll be seeing me again. Could she guess who was behind all this? Let’s see.
The story has just started, my wine. And I’ll fucking make it last forever. People talk about Angels and Demons falling in love, how ridiculous. A demon would set fire to the already burning hell for his treasured angel, but in the end, the Angel would still choose the heaven and the other so called ‘innocent souls’.
Ever heard of a story in which, a demon falls in love with another demon? Well me and my wine’s story could be a metaphor to it.
Tonight there is a party in which all the Young CEO's will be invited and I wasn't planning on going until I saw her name in the invitation list. Yes so I am going and today we're going to meet again.
Today collaboration works will be provided to companies and I paid the organizers high enough to give my collaboration with My Wine.
Just you wait, Darling, You're going to be mine, and I'll gladly be yours.
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Blood Red
FanfictionA psychopath woman who is obsessed with the color- blood red, falls in love with a Sociopath, oblivious, that he was already obsessed with her. She went to South Korea from Italy, thinking some Mafia is messing with her father's business branch the...