Summary: You are the PA of the most eligible billionaire bachelor of South Korea, He’s tall and a jerk. After working there for a few months, your unfortunate decision to quit has him going crazy because what you didn’t know is that, the Korean billionaire has been drunk in your love and he can’t face the fact of letting you go. He’s psychotic. This complete passionate intoxication is dangerous. What will you do, Y/N?
↱ Disclaimer: please keep in mind that this is purely fictional and I don’t think that V/ Taehyung or any Bts member would ever act like this.
↱ Parings: Taehyung X Reader. BTS.
↱ Genre: Thriller, Crack, Romance, CEO au and Yandere.
↱ Warnings: Obsessive Behaviour, Posessive Behaviours, Crazy Taehyung, sassy reader, crying Taehyung, curses, threats, Bratty Taehyung, cocky Taehyung, mentions of blood, harming, Deaths and violence and more to come.
↱ Warnings in this chapter: Mentions if OCs fathers death, asshole Taehyung. Plain grammar.
↱ Words Count: 1.1k
↱ A/N: OMG!!! This is the first official chapter! Ik freaking out. Please give this a chance!! Any type of criticism regarding this acceptable! Want to be tagged? Let me know! Enjoy 😅
You groaned as you buried your face in your pillow. Your eyes weren’t really in the mood to wake up. Blame Seong. That pink haired girl kept you up until 4 am in the morning just because she couldn’t stop gushing over the Jongin guy. Her boss to be exact.
You love Seong you really do, but that girl makes you question your sanity. So you groaned once again as you heard your mother.
Oh, How much you hate the alarm, more than life. To be honest. You absolutely despise waking up early in the morning. You were not an early riser.
“Y/N! Wake up! Today is important, remember! Aish this girl! Wake up. You have to go for the interview!” Yup, today was your interview for “The Kim’s”.
You got up from the bed and started to do your routine in the bathroom. You were really keen on making a good impression. Who wouldn’t, the interview was a big golden opportunity for you. Ever since you were a teen, you wanted to help your family. Your fathers death was a big blow on your mom and brother. As for you, you were devastated. You loved your father alot and just couldn’t imagine him being gone from your life.
Your family couldn’t handle the expenses. Your brother is five years older than you and he had to face the cruel world alone since you were still a teenager. So you studied hard and just got the chance to try “The Kim’s.” The most respected and successful hotel chains around Asia. And even Europe etc.
As you came out of the bathroom and changed into your most appropriate clothing you could find for work.
You sighed in worry as if your heart was telling you something. You felt like something was about to change. A big change.
You were worried because that is exactly how You felt when your dad passed away because of a car accident. Your heart ached in pain and anger as you started to cry softly. You hate that person who was driving the car from the bottom of my heart because of him/her you lost your precious dad.
You picked up the photo of my dad from your nightstand and remembered moments spent between your father and you.
You had always been a daddy’s girl.
You ought to find the person and make them pay! You wiped your tears. You tried to distract you mind by thinking about the assumptions that you heard about the CEO and the Company.
As for as you heard that it’s the most successful hotel chain in the world. And about the CEO , well just say you heard that he’s the most angry person in the entire world.
That’s why you’re so nervous but then you need to do this for your family.
Thank god Seong let you borrow her work clothes. Because you forgot to buy them. It’s a gold shirt which has to long straight cloth with it and black pants which cover your thighs perfectly and some black heels.
Then tied your hair in a bun and did some makeup. You simply did some casual makeup because you weren’t the most girlish girl.
“All ready thank God!” You exclaimed in a chirpy voice. As you looked at your wrist watch and saw the time you panicked.
You quickly rushed downstairs you greeted your mom a good morning. And your brother teased you. “Mom who is this lady? Where’s our Y/N?” He smiled mischievously. You simply did what you do best, rolled your eyes in annoyance.
You quickly grabbed a sandwich and a banana and as you were about to go, You mom wished you a good luck! You sat in the car which your brother gifted you on your 21st birthday and drove to your awaited destination.
When you finally reached the company. The first thing that caught your eye was that it was very luxurious and the tallest building you’ve ever seen for a Company.
You got out of your car, locked it when you went inside. You noted that every one was dressed appropriately, then I went to find the lobby because you were having trouble because of the grand hallway. You spotted the marble made place and approached the receptionist who seemed like a pretty nice lady in her 30’s.
“Hello miss how may I help you, Welcome to “The Kim’s!” ID please and how may I help you?” She smiled politely.
“Oh yes!” You showed her the ID and then she informed you about your appointment and guided you to the waiting room. You walked to the elevator and waited to reach floor 3. As you walked out of the elevator you noticed some of the girls that were visible through the glass door.
As you sat in the waiting area, you took your time to breathe and calm your nerves. And as you looked around you saw some glares being thrown in your direction. You put on a serious poker face and observed the girls.
They were dressed in very inappropriate clothes to simply impress the CEO but You didn’t care. You just want this job because You really need it to help your family. You looked away and waited for your time.
“You’re so cold! why did I even come here?” You heard a female cry. It frightened you. Now you were seriously doubting your decision of coming here.
You were so list imagining the worst scenarios that could happenwhen you heard your surname being visible on the wide screen.
You got up sighing deeply in order to calm your crazy beating heart and walked towards the golden platted room hoping you’d impress him.
You honestly have zero experience in being someone’s asisstant. And that was doubtful for you.
Well you thought for the best and the door automatic wooden door and went in.
I have a tradition: every year near Día de muertos, I go to the Dolores Olmedo Museum to visit their amazing ofrenda. I go during the food and crafts fair and buy myself a blouse from a super talented lady that is a master embroider.
Aún no sé porque te fuiste de mi lado, aún lloro tu partida como un niño abandonado, han sido noches frías buscándote en mi cuarto y no encuentro mas que un alma hecha pedazos, mi cuerpo te grita que regreses otra vez, quiero abrigarme en tu piel y contigo amanecer de nuevo
No Puedo Olvidar by Menudo off their 1999 album Un Poco Más
Teen dream - Latin American style. Completely obsessed with these guys circa 1998. This song quickly became a classic, at least among my group of friends. It’s hard to enjoy this one if you can’t speak Spanish but I urge you to try because it’s catchy.
“Si todavía me amas ábreme las puertas de tu corazón, que el mío ya no quiere latir si tu no estás.”
L'Institut océanographique, Fondation Albert Ier, Prince de Monaco accueillera virtuellement les équipes du Schmidt Ocean Institutepour un direct exclusif depuis le bateau de l'expédition.
Scientifiques, artistes et équipages répondront à toutes vos questions, que ce soit sur la mission scientifique, le programme Artiste-en-mer ou encore sur la vie à bord du Falkor.
C'est dans le cadre d'une expédition scientifique ayant pour objectif de cartographier les fonds marins et d'étudier les dynamiques de sources de méthane de la marge de Cascadia (au large de l'Oregon et de la Californie) que le projet « Artiste-en-mer » s'inscrit. Des jeunes talents sont embarqués avec pour but de rendre compte de leur expérience à bord et de faire partager leur passion pour la mer ainsi que l'urgence de la protéger.
« Les artistes et les scientifiques ont tous deux la capacité d'offrir une compréhension plus profonde de notre océan. Ce sont des conteurs importants qui aident les gens à voir de nouvelles façons. L'application de ces talents à la science et à la conservation des océans peut créer un nouvel espace de dialogue et de compréhension. » - Schmidt Ocean Institute, Programme Artiste-en-mer.
Okay, so we were talking about noises at my english class, and my teacher asked “Who is the human that can hiss?” and I answered “Harry Potter” and everybody stared at me like “What?” and I explained about ParselTongue and everything.
You and I, both need fucking therapy. I have a feeling I'm not the only one who isn't getting what they need. :( I need to go to bed. It's been a negative day. Just try and be happy and chase after passions ok. It's hard because shit is cruel. Also, try and go easy on yourself. And have fun with those girls if you're going with them.
I’m already in therapy and medicated man. Shit helps a lot. Like a LOT, but I still have a long road of healing to go. I’m so tired man, I’ve made so much progress but shit keeps pulling me back. But I’ll do my best to keep trudging forward, anon. It’s nice to know I’m not alone on this god forsaken journey. I can only hope I was a Caterpillar before, and this strange sordid mess of a human that I am now is just until I melt into a new state of being. I’ve always been filthy, seedy and unsavory, I always will be, just hope maybe one day I’ll be ok with it yknow? Be able to live with my nasty sleazy self happily.
Plans with the ladies are a little shaky right now, but if they solidify you bet your fine ass I’ll be trying to go with them. I need to get out of the house and stop rotting before I’m lost.