The Not so Ugly Duckling

The Not so Ugly Duckling

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Youngjae didn't understand why Himchan hyung had forced him to dress like a piece of trash when he went to work. But Himchan kept repeating the words that it was for Youngjae's own good to look like a bloated platypus. Youngjae had thought that was complete and utter bull until he met CEO Daehyun Jung. Prince of Jung Corporations. A business genius at the young age of 27 with a handsome face and copious amounts of charisma that would put a Kpop idol to shame. The only downside was his habit of sleeping around with any pretty man or woman he could get his hands on and Youngjae was about to find out about that habit first hand, despite Himchan's defense system. --------------------------- "Youngjae quickly spotted himself in one of the extremely well polished windows and grimaced at his appearance. He looked like a potato...not even the nice ones that become french fries. No, he was like the spud that got left behind. His hair was all out of sorts, as if he was attacked by a band of ravage squirrels, large thick glasses covered his doe eyes (though the lenses were not prescription), and he looked like he threw on a Hefty trash bag over his frame. Never in his right mind would he willingly dress like this, but he had to. If he wanted the job anyways. Himchan had one condition of bringing Youngjae into company. An odd condition, but one in which Youngjae had to comply nonetheless." --------------------- This a story that I've posted on asianfanfic under the same name, but I thought it would be good to spread the love! Also if you want to read the spanish version, check out marybabybrainbox! She is kindly translating for all the lovely spanish speakers out there! https://www.wattpad.com/story/136829915-the-not-so-ugly-duckling
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"What do you think of yourself, huh? The most beautiful human on earth?" Jungkook's voice was laced with a cold, calculated cruelty as he looked Jimin down. Jimin didn't flinch. He met that icy gaze with a fire of his own. "As a matter of fact, I am. Do you have a problem with that?" Jungkook's knuckles whitened as he clenched his fists, his temper simmering just beneath the surface. "Why are you always dressed like that? Roaming around the halls like you're looking for boys to fuck you-" CRACK. The sound of the slap echoed through the sudden, deafening silence of the college campus. Every student froze. "What do you think of yourself?" Jimin's voice was a low, trembling snarl. "You're the one who treats people like disposable toys. You change your girlfriends as often as you change your clothes. Don't you dare talk to me about my choices." He stepped closer, his expression shifting from anger to pure, unadulterated disgust. "Whatever I do is none of your business. Stay away from me-looking at you makes me sick." With a sharp flick of his wrist, Jimin signaled his companions. "Let's go." He turned on his heel, walking away with a defiant, graceful stride that left a trail of stunned whispers in his wake. Jungkook stood frozen, watching the retreating figure until Jimin disappeared around the corner. Then, the silence was broken by a sound that made the nearby students shiver: a low, manic laughter. "Do you really think I'll let you walk away that easily?" he whispered to the empty air, his eyes darkening with a dangerous, obsessive light. "Never. Not in a million lifetimes." His voice dropped to a jagged, crazed mutter. "I will make you mine-by force or by will, I don't care. If I have to steal you from the world, I'll gladly do it." He had finally realized it. He didn't want to chase the "tiny, cute human" anymore. He wanted to own him. And in this game of obsession, Jungkook wasn't planning on playing fair. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

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