lost stars || jjk

three

"I'm going to make your life a living hell."

My mind was dazed from this whole situation. How did I end up coming back to Seoul, only to find out I'm forced against my will to work for the one person I truly hated in the entire world?

"Are you really forcing me to work for him?" I crossed my arms at my dad.

"Yes, and if you disobey me, you're no longer family." he flat out said and looked at me.

I gulped. No longer family? Bitch, please. We were never family, to begin with. I take back saying he loves me because he doesn't. The only damn thing he loves is money. Filthy money. However, since I love and care for my grandpa, I'll stay here just for him. And... And when he's gone, I will move out of the house and find my own place.

"Fine." I rolled my eyes and walked off.

I can't believe I'm seriously working in this hellhole for satan. I guess I'll just have to put up with it, for now. Sitting down at my office area, I realized it wasn't so bad after all. But a moment later, Jungkook came in brushing his hair back as he avoided eye contact with me.

I turned my head away from him because I couldn't help it... I found him still attractive.

Today, he wore a black suit and styled his hair back neatly.

"Look who it is." he appeared in front of my desk, smirking.

"What the fuck do you want?" I sighed, rolling my eyes at him. I take back my words now.

"Here, take this and you better have it finished by the time I get back from my lunch break." Jungkook ordered and threw stacks of paper onto my desk lazily.

What the hell. Does he think that I can finish this in a matter of thirty? freaking. minutes? I stood up losing my patience, only earning a scoff from him. "Do you expect me to complete this in thirty-minutes?!" he nodded his head. "Then you're delusional because I am not finishing this in thirty minutes." I threw the stacks of paper at his chest, sitting back down.

"Ooo, feisty yet cute. I like it." he winked, and just when I thought it was going to end there, he grabbed the pieces of paper and disappeared.

I sighed in relief, but then I felt his breath on my neck, as he trailed down his long, slim fingers from my neck onto my arm, slowly.

"But, you take orders from me, babe. Not the other way around." he whispered into my ear, sending shivers down my body. I'm at a loss of words. One moment he's rude, the next moment he's weird, and now seductive?

Jeon Jungkook, what do you think you're doing?

I raised my arm and elbowed him on his stomach, almost sending him to the floor. "You may be my boss," I sarcastically snickered. "But I will never take orders from you." And with that, I threw the papers onto his desk and walked out of there.

God. He's so fucking annoying. How does anyone literally put up with his attitude?

"You must be Soyeon."

I raised my head up and furrowed my eyebrows. "Excuse me? Am I supposed to know you?"

The stranger chuckled and licked his lips like it was a natural habit, unlike Jungkook. I couldn't help but eye this boy from head to toe. His dark, black hair and lip piercing were making it hard to resist staring at him. He noticed this and gave me a boxy smile.

"No," he replied.

"Then how do you know me?" I glared at him.

"I'm Taehyung. Kim Taehyung."

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a/n: a filler chapter ^ let me know your thoughts about taehyung in the story. why do you think he's relevant?