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WARNING
This book is written to be highly sickening. It includes disturbing fantasizes, and death. Please please be aware.
YOONGI WOULD ALSO NEVER DO THIS, So please don't think of him like that.
I gracefully play my piano, the sound echoing in the big empty house. Everytime my fingers press against the piano keys, I feel a wonderful sensation in my body. The longer I play, the quicker my pace gets.
I wonder if any woman would like that. I stop playing, indicating the song was over. I heard one, small, little, clap. I turn over to see my maid, Choi Y/N. She was a heavily gorgeous woman. I instantly fell in love with her when I saw her.
I turn back around, placing my fingers back where they were. But I wouldn't play anything, just wait for her sweet beautiful voice. Her voice is the only thing I think about when I'm making myself feel good.
Sometimes I wanna take her stupid little body and fuck her senseless. My thoughts were cut off by her voice. ''That was good Yoongi.'' She came and sat next to me. I look at her lips, I wanted to kiss them so bad.
To just pull her in, and make her mine. I was absolutely too nervous to ask her anything. ''Thank you.'' I say in a low voice, maybe it was attractive? What would happen If i leaned in and kissed her?
It would be one, harmless, kiss. She gets up and looks away. It gave me a few seconds to admire her amazing body, I wonder if she worked out. She had a model body. I heard a phone ringing, I thought it was mine but it wasn't
Suddenly, I heard Y/N's voice. I sneak over to hear what she was talking about. ''Hey babe, I'm at working right now. Maybe at 6?'' She had a boyfriend? I didn't know that. I feel my body fill with anger and jealousy.
I rush to my office, I was going to find this guy. And I was going to fucking murder him. He doesn't get to take what's mine, she was all mine. Even if she didn't like it, she didn't have a fucking choice.
I slam down onto my office chair, turning on my computer. I quickly call Namjoon. ''Hey Yoongi.'' He says over the phone. ''Can you find me Y/N's boyfriend, me and him have to do some business and I don't have his phone number.''
''Sure thing.'' I hang up, Namjoon sent me the e-mail. I was going to get this guy now. I made sure that I was going to get him.
