Love Candidate - Unworthy People - Chapter 21

Trigger Warnings: Adult scene, Sexual Assualt, and Rape.

Third Person POV

Yoongi and Jimin chatted in the corridor while walking side by side after their tiring workday. They cluelessly entered Taehyung's apartment to hear painful whimpers and gruntings from the living room. The two men halted at the doorway with their eyes fixed on the couple in disbelief. Yoongi and Jimin slowly exchanged awkward glances before turning back to watch the couple with dumbfounded expressions.

"CHAM CHAM CHAM!" Taehyung shrieked with his hand before Jiyoung's face. He turned his hand to the left side just as Jiyoung turned her face to the right side.

"Hah! CHAM CHAM CHAM!" Jiyoung laughed at Taehyung's repeated failure and immediately raised her hand before his face. Taehyung was unprepared for the sudden attack and turned his face in Jiyoung's hand direction.

"NOOO! OW!" Taehyung winced after Jiyoung smacked his head with an empty plastic bottle, making him whimper in pain.

"CHAM CHAM CHAM!" Taehyung quickly attacked Jiyoung. She was too busy laughing at his bright red forehead to respond to his attack.

"I wasn't ready!-"

"Doesn't matter! I won!" Taehyung immediately flicked her forehead as Jiyoung fought to keep his hands away from her face.

"Ow! This is unfair!" Jiyoung whimpered while rubbing her forehead with an irritated expression. Yoongi and Jimin stared at the couple with their drained expressions and walked forward to slump on the couch.

"Oh, you're back!" Taehyung greeted his men with a bright beam while he sat on the carpet with Jiyoung.

"We're retiring," Yoongi dawdled, leaning over the coffee table to pour himself a drink. He handed a glass to Jimin and leaned back against the headrest.

"Wae? What do you mean you're retiring?" Taehyung frowned at his men.

"This job is too exhausting- I might have a stroke," Yoongi replied grumpily.

"But I'm paying you a reasonable amount!" Taehyung snapped in shock. Both Yoongi and Jimin bitterly eyed Taehyung, then averted their eyes to Jiyoung with a disapproving look.

"You've tripled my workload! All you do now is stay hidden in the apartment after upsetting your parents! Everyone thinks you're a coward hiding behind your doors!" Yoongi argued in annoyance. Taehyung fired his friend an irritated glare, then turned to look at Jiyoung with a worried expression because he was more concerned about his girlfriend's red forehead.

"I'm not hiding! I just want to spend time with Jiyoung," Taehyung argued, gently reaching out to pat her forehead.

"Jiyoung. Are you really okay with playing childish games with him all day?" Yoongi turned to look at her with a sore expression. Jiyoung awkwardly glanced at Taehyung and averted her eyes back to Yoongi. Jimin chuckled at her hesitation and lowered his face to laugh at their hilarious argument.

"Well-"

"Moh? Childish game!?" Taehyung snapped in an offended tone.

"That's right! A few days ago- I came home to find you screaming song lyrics and dancing around as if you were in a karaoke room! And the next day- I came home, and you were running around the apartment playing tag! And then the next day- the place was calm, so I thought you went out until I found you hiding in my bathroom after I took off my clothes to shower! You were playing hide-seek! And now you're playing cham cham cham as if you're a kid when you're a goddamn mafia boss! Get yourself together!" Yoongi cutely ranted at his boss in irritation.

"But- But-" Taehyung tried to counter Yoongi but couldn't find his words, so he frowned at his friend's harsh words instead.

"But? But?" Yoongi repeated after Taehyung in a mocking tone.

"We don't always play childish games though," Jiyoung awkwardly glanced at Yoongi.

"Right! We don't always play childish games! We have adult times too!" Taehyung snapped. Jimin pursed his lips at Taehyung's exclaim and turned to look at Yoongi's dumbfounded expression.

"Are you serious-"

"You don't want us to play childish games inside the apartment? Okay! We'll only play adult games from now on!" Taehyung suddenly neutralized his expression.

"You're unbelievable!" Yoongi gasped, pulling his hair in distress.

"Childish game? Tsk. Jiyoung, do you want to play adult games with me?" Taehyung turned to smirk at Jiyoung and suddenly crawled towards her.

"What-" Jiyoung stared at Taehyung as he leaned over her body with a devilish smile and gently pressed his lips against hers.

"Play with me," Taehyung whispered as he slithered his arms around her waist. Jiyoung giggled at his invitation and gently kissed him back. Taehyung pushed Jiyoung's body backward to pin her on the carpet while hovering above her, then leaned down to kiss her as she encircled her arms around his neck. Taehyung grabbed Jiyoung's wrist and slipped her hand under his shirt to make her touch his body while his men watched their steamy interactions on the floor. The mafia boss cupped his girlfriend's face between his oversized hands and slowly inserted his tongue into her mouth while combing her hair with his slender fingers. Jiyoung panted heavily as she gripped his bare hips to resist the urge to moan between their kisses, knowing they were being watched. Yoongi and Jimin sat with their eyes wide open and flustered cheeks as Taehyung sensually kissed Jiyoung on the floor.

"Yah- Yah!" Yoongi stuttered, hastily grabbing a cushion to throw it at Taehyung.

"What? You don't want us to play childish games, right?" Taehyung pulled his moist lips away, evilly turning to smirk at Yoongi's startled expression. Jiyoung giggled at Yoongi's disturbed expression and drew Taehyung's face back toward hers. He leaned down to kiss her again until she let out a breathy moan. Jimin and Yoongi's eyes bulged open as the couple escalated their steamy interactions on the floor. Taehyung suddenly slipped his shirt off his toned body before pinning Jiyoung's wrists beside her head to nibble her neck.

"Aish! You shameless jerk! I'm not going to the meeting tonight, so you better take care of it!" Yoongi immediately got up from the couch and strode away when Taehyung wouldn't stop teasing him. Jimin chuckled and left to eat in the kitchen as the couple made out on the carpet to annoy their audience.

"Sorry. My old man is a bit conservative," Taehyung chuckled, lifting his face to scan the empty living room after he heard Yoongi slamming his bedroom door shut. Jiyoung burst out laughing and sat up with a bright grin until Taehyung turned to kiss her again.

"The performance is over," Jiyoung giggled against his lips.

"Who says it's a performance?" Taehyung raised his eyebrow with a naughty expression. He encircled his arms around Jiyoung's waist to secure her body, lifted her off the floor with ease, and strolled towards his room without his shirt. Jiyoung shrieked in shock when he suddenly tossed her on the mattress and pulled down his trouser beside the bed.

"I'm so shy~!" Jiyoung playfully covered her eyes, cutely peeking between her fingers as Taehyung crawled onto the bed with her.

"Look at me," Taehyung smirked, removing her hands from her eyes to make her stare at his body. She bit her lips nervously while scanning his naked body until her face flushed red.

"Come here!" Jiyoung giggled, pulling Taehyung into a deep kiss on the mattress when she could no longer resist him. The couple ended up enjoying a hot and steamy adult time together at dusk right after their friends complained about their childish games.

Fast Forward

My parents stared at Taehyung unsurely after I entered their villa with him to visit them. They requested to speak with me a few days after we disclosed our relationship. Taehyung insisted on taking me to my parents, so he came along after I agreed to let him accompany me, and it was a relief because I was very anxious about visiting their place on my own.

"Anneonghaseyo," Taehyung politely bowed at my parents.

"Ah neh. Make yourself comfortable," My mother forcefully smiled at Taehyung. She looks a bit scared of him. Maybe it's because of the rumors she heard.

"I'll be right back," I patted his back, and strode towards my parent's office to sit on the couch with them, leaving Taehyung alone in the living room.

"I told you to see the Kim's son," My stepfather exhaled while rubbing his nose bridge.

"I am. Taehyung is their son," I shrugged.

"I meant the biological son. Kim Seokjin. He's the heir. Kim Taehyung will not inherit anything," Jaehyun darted me a disappointed glare.

"Taehyung doesn't need his parents' money to sustain himself. He's much wealthier than Seokjin," I frowned at my father. If all he cares about is their wealth... then no one can beat a mafia boss.

"It's illegal money!" Jaehyun snapped at me.

"You accept illegal funds too. What's the difference?" I narrowed my eyes at him as my mother watched us argue with her observing gaze. My stepfather fired me an irritated glare after I confronted him about his corrupt money.

"The Kim isn't happy with your relationship with the youngest son," My stepfather sighed.

"Of course not. Taehyung is their secret weapon," I huffed.

"You have to see Seokjin," Jaehyun declared, making me sigh in frustration.

"I don't want to," I stubbornly crossed my arms with my eyes fixed on his.

"You-"

"Kim Taehyung isn't so bad. If Jiyoung can tame him, then we'll have access to their secrets," My mother suddenly interrupted my stepfather.

"I need the Kim's support in the corporation. Not a drug lord's support! Only Seokjin can back me in the corporation," My stepfather fired my mother an uptight expression.

"Seokjin is involved in the controversy. There's little he can do, but maybe I can convince Namjoon to overlook your activities," I shook my head.

"You're right. Seokjin is useless now. Kim Taehyung might not be useful in the corporation... but we can access his parent's secrets to use it against them," My mother agreed.

"No. I won't use Taehyung to please you two. I can convince Namjoon but I will never manipulate Taehyung to assist you," I shook my head with a stern expression. Taehyung and I promised each other to separate our relationship from our family affairs. It's us against them now.

"It was your plan to disable Seokjin to threaten me, wasn't it? You made Kim Taehyung expose his brother," My stepfather fired me an irritated look.

"You're right. You know what I'm capable of doing, right appa? You raised me well, so I'm using my skills against you, and I will not stop if you keep provoking me," I replied, curving my lips up into a slight smile.

"Whatever. Seokjin told me Taehyung took my ledger, so return it. I'll stop bothering you," My stepfather exhaled. Seokjin told my father? Hah. Did he think my stepfather could threaten me to return the ledger?

"No. You're not getting it back, so if you want to secure your status... then stop bothering me. I will keep the ledger safe, but I will never return it, and if you try to do anything funny... I will hand it to Namjoon," I threatened. My parents fired me an uneasy glare as I rose to my feet with a smug expression.

"Hand it to Namjoon and Jungkook's family will perish-"

"Jungkook's family will survive. Namjoon is an intelligent man... so don't underestimate him, appa. He will only fire one bullet, and it will hit you and only you," I smiled blankly at his pale expression. Where did I learn the art of manipulations and mind games from? From my stepfather. He raised me to exploit people's weaknesses. I walked out of the office with an unbothered expression after my parents grew speechless to find Taehyung staring at our family portrait with a curious expression.

"Since when did you move in with your stepfather?" He asked, turning to smile at me.

"Ten years ago. After my father passed away in an accident," I smiled at him. Taehyung glanced at the portrait for the last time, and we left the villa together.

Fast Forward

I've decided to step out of my shell to oppose my family because, for once... I finally had someone by my side. I had Kim Taehyung, and he had me. We were both treated as prisoners by our own families to be used and abused by them. We've finally freed our wounded souls from their grips. So what matters now is our love and comfort. Taehyung has the resources to offer us comfort, and I have the skills to protect our love. We're a perfect duo.

"You didn't attend any universities? Yet you were able to disable my oldest brother and your own family with a single strike?" Namjoon smiled as we sat in his office.

"I'm sure educational institutes don't teach necessary survival skills to prepare us for life," I shrugged with a bright smile.

"I'm very impressed. I will consider the deal but be mindful. My mother will not surrender easily," Namjoon finally nodded at me with a weak smile.

"Don't worry about me. I will help you and Taehyung rise above her grip. Only if you let me handle my father," I nodded. Someone suddenly knocked on the door, and Secretary Yoo appeared with a pale expression.

"Jiyoung, I need to talk with you," Secretary Yoo greeted Namjoon with a slight bow. I nodded at Namjoon and left with Secretary Yoo as he requested.

"Moh?" I frowned at Secretary Yoo after he relayed the message to me.

"He's very upset with you. I tried to convince him but he won't even consider my advice," Secretary Yoo bitterly stared at me.

"Wah? He's really playing a childish revenge game with me???" I scoffed, lowering my head in disbelief.

"You can't go back to the local store either. Seokjin might terminate ajumma's contract," Secretary Yoo worriedly watched my frustrated expression. I let out a deep sigh and turned to storm towards his office in anger.

"What's the matter with you?" I asked, roughly shoving the door open and slammed it shut after I entered to find Seokjin standing by his desk with a document in his hand.

"Who permitted you inside my office?" Seokjin rudely looked up at me. I scoffed at his dull expression and turned to rub my face in frustration.

"Are you seriously taking this personally!? How can you remove me from the corporation!? You're doing this for revenge!" I snapped at him in anger.

"I helped you get the position, Jiyoung-shi. I wanted to give you a fresh start... but you never appreciated my effort and even backstabbed me," Seokjin exhaled, slowly placing the files away.

"We broke up! What's the matter with you!? Do you expect me to be with someone I don't like!?" I yelled at him in anger. Why won't he let me live in peace?! Seokjin stared at me in silence.

"It's not too personal, Jiyoung-shi. You don't have a qualified degree, so you're unfit to work for the corporation. It was my mistake to offer you a spot while other employees worked hard for their position. It's unfair to give you the privilege when you don't deserve it," Seokjin crossed his arms at me with a blank expression, making my heart wrench in pain. What did he say? I'm unfit for the job because I wasn't educated?!

"Right. I'm a loser. I didn't attend a university like everyone else, so I don't deserve anything! You're the competent heir because you come from a good family and even attended prestigious schools. Sure. You're the superior man, and I'm the unworthy woman. Sure. I never needed your pity anyways. So take it. Strip me of my position if it's going to make you feel better!" I walked up to him, angrily snatching the employment ID from my neck, and firmly placed it in his hand.

"You're the one taking it personally," Seokjin sorely muttered as I stared at him with my tearful eyes.

"Okay. I'm taking it personally. Sure. I'm the pathetic loser, and I really hope this is all for business purposes and nothing personal for you too," I nodded at Seokjin in tears. Seokjin maintained a blank expression as he stared at my irritated face, so I fired him a disappointed glare and stormed out of the room without looking back.

I shouldn't have accepted his offer! Selfish men! They're willing to give you everything when they're in love! But once you hurt their sensitive feelings- They will strip you of everything they've sworn to grant you. Funny, isn't it? Everything is a give and take. I'm not mad at the fact that he fired me... but I'm upset he used my lacking qualification as an excuse to toss me out of the corporation like a disposable object! I didn't attend a university, so I don't deserve to be employed? I'm an unworthy person because I didn't have a fucking degree!? He fucking assumed my worth over a piece of paper!

Oh, he didn't say that when he was deep inside me. He was the one begging to fuck me and telling me I'm worthy when his dick is inside me! And now he's telling me I'm unworthy? Because I refuse to be his sex toy? Fucking pathetic scumbag! I stormed out of the elevator and pushed the door open to find Taehyung and Yoongi frowning at each other.

"I told you to handle the meeting," Taehyung slumped on the couch.

"They won't listen to me! I told you to see them! Are you going to hide forever?" Yoongi grimaced at his friend.

"What's wrong?" I asked, slowly walking into the living room when I noticed the tension between them.

"Our rival attacked one of our operations because they're outraged. I executed an hour discount every day... using your strategy, so all the clients have shifted to us. Shik's not happy with the strategy and has been causing trouble to disrupt our operations," Yoongi sighed with his hands on his hips. I glanced at Taehyung, who was staring out the window with a bitter expression.

"I'll go if you're not ready," I offered.

"No. You're not going," Taehyung sternly turned to look at me.

"Why not? You hired me. I want to work, so let me see them," I sighed as Yoongi frowned at his friend.

"You're my girlfriend. You don't have to do anything-"

"I am your lover, but I am also your employee, Taehyung. I can settle the conflict so let me go. This is nothing new to me. I can handle it," I sighed, sitting down on the couch to convince him.

"They won't listen to me. What makes you think you can handle the assholes?" Yoongi frowned at me.

"Try me. I'll cover you," I turned to smile at Yoongi. Taehyung bit his fingers anxiously as he stared at me with a troubled face. I smiled and gently ruffled his hair.

Taehyung agreed to send me over to meet his rival with a few of his men to protect me. He wanted to come with me, but I assured him I can handle the situation. He can't make a public appearance yet. His rival will seize the opportunity to taunt Taehyung, so it's best if he keeps a low profile for now. I slowly walked into the luxurious restaurant in my black dress and loose hair as the thugs escorted me through the corridor. We arrived at a private room guarded by a few men. They refused to let me in until Taehyung's men informed them I was Taehyung's representative. The guards darted me a stern glare and stepped aside to hold the door open for us, so I strode inside to find a few men inside the room with a few other women. They were all seated at a circular dining table. Some women were sitting on the men... and they were having fun until I appeared.

"Who's this? Did Kim Taehyung send me a woman as an apology?" A man with buzz-cut hair and sharp catlike eyes chuckled with a slender woman on his lap. He was smoking with one hand while groping the woman's breast with his other hand.

"Are you the boss?" I questioned, taking a seat across from him with an unbothered expression.

"Who are you? You look familiar- oh? You're the woman the pretty boy brought with him. Is he done screwing you?" Another chubby man laughed as a woman massaged his shoulders. Everyone laughed at me with their mocking faces.

"I am here to hear your pleads, so don't waste my time," I scoffed while staring at my nails in disinterest.

"Moh? Waste your time? You bitch! Who are you-"

"I'm Taehyung's new rookie. He sent me to speak with you because he can't be bothered by your petty attacks," I smiled at the man, causing him to flare his nostrils in anger at my rudeness.

"Ah! It was you! The rumor! You're the reason we lost our customers!" The chubby man gasped while staring at me in surprise.

"It was my pleasure," I chuckled, shyly covering my lips to tease them.

"You bitch! How dare you step in here after-" The leader with the buzz-cut hair roared, angrily snapping his gun in my direction. Taehyung's thugs immediately drew out their guns to aim at the man from behind my back as I sat with a composed expression.

"Are you going to plead or not? I'll leave-" I sighed and tried to get up when the man angrily slammed his gun on the desk to stop me. The woman immediately got off his lap in fear at his sudden outburst.

"You played dirty! Stealing-"

"Dirty? It's called a marketing strategy. Legal businesses do it all the time. What do you mean I'm playing dirty?" I huffed as I stood with my arms crossed. The man furiously glared at me with his angered eyes.

"Don't pretend to act tough. I know the pretty boy is too scared to show himself. How long will he last without his parent's support? He's only the boss because of his mother's wealth!" The man roared at me. I stared at his aggressive manner and slowly uncrossed my arms to lean against the table.

"He doesn't need his mother. Not with me by his side," I raised my eyebrow. The men and women inside the room abruptly burst out laughing at my words as if I were crazy. I stood with a dull expression as they laughed at each other and turned to screech at me with their ugly faces.

"A rookie? He doesn't need his mother because he has you? Why? Is your pussy that addictive to have him favoring you? Every woman Kim Taehyung touches is a whore! You're no better, so don't pretend to be an elegant princess when you're nothing but a pleasure hole for his horny dick," The man sneered at me with a crooked smile. I observed the people in the room in silence.

"Was I too easy on you? Say goodbye to all your customers once I leave this room," I weakly nodded at him and turned around to leave the room.

"I will destroy all of his operations if you keep provoking me with you filthy tricks-"

"Not if I destroy you first. Don't come begging later," I turned to stare at the man with a cold expression. The buzz-cut leader grew hushed at my words as he glared at me. He's trying to read me.

"Who are you?" He gritted when he realized I wasn't bluffing.

"Hwang Jiyoung. I'm the Hwang's daughter. Am I whore? No, asshole. I'm a chaebol's only child, and I will have everything my way and only mine," I snarled at him with my arms crossed. The smiles on the men's faces faded... replaced by a terrified expression instead.

"M-Moh- The chairman-"

"I will put Taehyung in his deserved position, and when it happens... He'll have absolute control over both illegal and legal businesses. I'll give you a week to beg Taehyung for mercy, or I'll eliminate your entire mafia association. I will do anything to pluck out Taehyung's competitor, and don't test me," I warned them with my dangerous eyes fixed on the leader.

"You expect me to fear a whore like you?" The man snarled.

"I wasn't raised to be a brainless whore. I can fuck. Oh, I can fuck a man really good~ But I can also fuck up your life with just a little flick," I spoke in an intimidating tone with my unblinking eyes fixed on his. The man grew speechless at my bold response. So I darted each of them a sore expression before turning to leave when the door opened, and Taehyung suddenly appeared in his usual furry coat.

"Jiyoung-"

"Kaja. I handled the case already," I smiled and walked up to him. Taehyung glanced at the speechless men and women's expressions unsurely, so I took his hand and led him out the door.

"What happened? Why are they so quiet?" Taehyung blinked at me in confusion as we strode out of the restaurant together.

"He'll come to you in a week. I'll talk to him then," I smiled at Taehyung, leaning upward to kiss his cheek, and we headed back to his apartment. Was I bluffing? No. I wasn't bluffing. I have everything planned within my palm... and I will execute my scheme until I can overpower everyone. Like I said... Taehyung has the resources, and I have the skills.

Fast Forward

I woke with a dazed expression when I heard muffled arguments from outside the door. Grunting sleepily, I slowly sat up on the mattress to rub my head, then glanced at my naked body before stumbling off the bed to draw open Taehyung's closet. I pulled on his oversized T-shirt and slipped on my panties. His shirt reached all the way to my thighs, so it was enough to cover me. Yawning, I drew open the door and strolled into the living room to find... Mrs. Kim scolding Taehyung, who was kneeling on the carpet before her. I halted when she snapped her head towards me and eyed Taehyung's shirt on my body in shock.

"Annyeonghaseyo," I weakly smiled. Taehyung turned his head toward me in horror... but I maintained a neutral expression and circled the couch to stand behind Taehyung as he knelt between us.

"Jiyoung-shi. What are you doing here?" Mrs. Kim eyed me uneasily.

"Ah. I was here to see Taehyung yesterday and stayed with him overnight. What brought you here? He keeps bleeding whenever you visit him," I mumbled, glancing down to examine Taehyung's bruised lips. She struck him again.

"Would you mind giving us some privacy?" Mrs. Kim forcefully smiled at me. I averted my eyes from Taehyung's tearful eyes and looked up at her with a dull expression.

"This is Taehyung's place. Do you want me to leave you alone? I should get his permission first," I smiled at her and glanced down at Taehyung again. Mrs. Kim angrily glared at Taehyung as he gulped at me before averting his burning eyes to his mother.

"Don't leave," Taehyung muttered, causing Mrs. Kim to jerk at him. She raised her hand to strike him again but halted almost immediately when she realized I was watching her.

"Get up. I'll treat your wound," I exhaled, gently crouching down to grab Taehyung's wrist and pulled him onto his feet. Taehyung avoided his mother's angered expression as he stood beside me, so I led him to the couch and made him sit down. I went to get the first aid kit and returned to the living room to find Mrs. Kim sitting on the opposite couch with a frustrated expression.

"Please don't feel uncomfortable around me. I won't speak a word about your discussion," I smiled, dismissively sitting down to dab Taehyung's bloody lips. Mrs. Kim glared at Taehyung without speaking as I applied the cream to his bruise. I brushed his bruised cheek and gently gave him a kiss before turning to smile at Mrs. Kim. She tensed her body in irritation as she watched me feed her youngest son with my affection. I left the living room afterward to place the kit away and got a glass of water for her.

"Why are you with my youngest son? What's the reason you prefer him over my Seokjin?" She questioned uneasily. I sat down beside Taehyung as he stared at his hands in silence.

"I guess it's because we have good chemistry. I realized Taehyung is a good man, unlike the awful rumors about him," I smiled, gently interlacing our hands to hold his shaky fingers. Mrs. Kim stared at our hands in irritation before glancing at Taehyung with her fuming red face.

"The stock price is plunging because of Seokjin's scandal. Many shareholders are trading their shares, so the corporation is unstable. I'm going to use your mafia money to maintain the corporation's liquidity," Mrs. Kim exhaled. Taehyung didn't say anything and sat in silence.

"Taehyung. Your mother is speaking to you," I lightly nudged him. He blinked at me after snapping out of his thoughts and averted his eyes to his mother.

"Neh," Taehyung nodded and turned to look at me. I smiled at him and gently gave his hand a light squeeze.

"I'm going to twist the controversy around to divert all the attention back to you," Mrs. Kim sighed heavily.

"What do you mean?" Taehyung looked up at her in horror.

"It's the consequences you're obligated to bear for damaging your older brother's reputation. I wanted to help you, but I don't have the ability to protect both of you at once. I'm going to save Seokjin," Mrs. Kim exhaled and got onto her feet to leave the apartment. Taehyung frowned in shock as he sat speechless on the couch. I got up to ensure the door was locked after she left and walked back to Taehyung.

"Taehyung-"

"I need some time alone," Taehyung whispered when I tried to speak with him. I lightly touched his shoulder, but he gently nudged my hand away, so I sighed heavily and crawled onto his lap.

"I don't want to leave," I pouted at him with my hands cupped around his bruised cheek.

"Jiyoung, please-"

"Are you telling me to leave you?" I whispered while staring at him with a hurt expression when he refused to look at me. Taehyung swallowed in difficulty and averted his eyes to mine.

"No. Never. Stay with me," Taehyung exhaled in defeat and pulled me into a crushing hug. I tightly fastened my grip around his neck with my head rested on his shoulder, blankly averting my eyes to the foggy view.

"She told me to break up with you because you belong to Seokjin," He whispered in my ear. I didn't say anything and kept my listless gaze on the view as Taehyung held me over his lap. I sighed heavily after thinking about his words, then turned to bury my face against his neck as he steadily breathed against my body. I closed my eyes and slowly matched our breathing to soothe my anxious feelings with his comforting heartbeat rhythm.

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"Secretary Yoo!" I rushed forward when I finally found him on the private meeting floor.

"Oh? Jiyoung? What are you doing here?" Secretary Yoo smiled at me in surprise.

"I came to return your guidebook, and I brought a packed meal for you. Thank you so much for coaching and encouraging me!" I smiled, handing him the book and lunchbox with a bright beam.

"You're so thoughtful. I wish things didn't turn out this way. It's really disappointing to lose you like this," Secretary Yoo darted me a regretful expression. He carefully took the book and lunchbox from me with a sad smile.

"You're well dressed today! Do you have an important meeting?" I grinned at his dashing suit with a curious smile.

"Ah. Thank you. We actually have a board meeting in thirty minutes," Secretary Yoo glanced at his watch.

"Oh. Hwaiting! I'll leave now-"

"Jiyoung-shi?" Namjoon appeared in his usual work attire with a captivating smile.

"Mr. President," I politely bowed as Secretary Yoo stood by my side.

"What brought you here?" Namjoon smiled.

"She brought me a meal as a gift since she won't be with us anymore," Secretary Yoo patted my back with an uplifting smile.

"Ah. I heard about my brother's rash decision. Actually, I don't mind hiring another assistant. Do you want to work in my department instead?" Namjoon offered with a bright smile.

"Ah- That's very kind of you! But it's alright! I don't have a proper degree to deserve the job anyways. The position should be given to qualified individuals for their years of hard work," I shyly shook my head to decline his offer. Secretary Yoo sadly sighed at my humble response as Namjoon stood with us.

"Well. Since you're here... you should join our meeting. Your parents will be present today," Namjoon suggested.

"Neh? But I'm not-"

"You're the Hwang's daughter. It's a shareholder meeting, so join us," Namjoon chuckled and strode into the room. I scratched my head unsurely when Secretary Yoo nudged me inside the room to encourage me with a bright beam. I entered after Namjoon to find his parents and Seokjin discussing at a gigantic conference desk with rows of armchairs and microphones.

"Appa. Eomma. Hyung-nim," Namjoon greeted them. The Kims turned to look at me in surprise as I hid behind Namjoon with an uncomfortable expression. Mrs. Kim didn't look happy, and Seokjin was staring at me with a dumbfounded expression.

"What are you doing here?" Seokjin questioned coldly.

"What do you mean? The Hwang will be present, and Jiyoung is their heir. Take a seat, Jiyoung-shi," Namjoon chuckled at his older brother. Secretary Yoo got me an extra chair and forced me down with his hands on my shoulders. Seokjin stared at me with a sour expression, so I awkwardly glanced away to avoid his intimidating glare until my parents arrived. Eomma was surprised to see me, but my stepfather was smiling with an approving look. He wants me to be involved. Namjoon finally got ready at the president's seat at the far end of the desk after all the shareholders arrived in the room. He began briefing about the alarming corporation's condition associated with the controversy by discussing the possibility of registering the company as a public company to permit external investment as a solution to stabilize the company.

"It's an effective strategy, but we wish to preserve the business as a private corporation. Opening up for the public will demand a lot of administration costs, and we'll have to undertake too many modifications," Seokjin professionally objected Namjoon's proposal.

"If you wish to preserve the corporation within our inner circle, then we'll have to cover the lost shares. It's roughly 200 million shares," Namjoon nodded at his brother.

"The Kims can cover it," Mrs. Kim spoke up from her seat.

"That's prohibited. The shareholders can't possess more than 40% of the total stocks. The Kim already possesses 200 million shares out of 600 million," My stepfather shook his head.

"Neither can the Hwang or Kim purchase the remaining shares to maintain a fair power distribution in the corporation. I strongly suggest offering the shares to the board of directors and chief executives," Another shareholder spoke up. He was a man in his 50s with a bald head and plump belly.

"I need the shareholders' consensus approval," Namjoon cleared his throat. The shareholders turned to discuss with one another as I sat awkwardly beside secretary Yoo to watch him type on his gadget with a bored expression.

"Are you asleep?" Secretary Yoo weakly smiled at my dull expression.

"Not yet," I smiled at him and straightened my back.

"All the shareholders have consented to deal all 200 million shares," Namjoon nodded with a bright smile after everyone voted to approve the proposal. The shareholders were given a short break afterward. The assistants and secretaries quickly monitored the newly auctioned shares to prepare the reports for the president. Namjoon sat down to speak with me, so I chuckled and nodded at him as Seokjin bitterly watched us from his seat.

"Sir," A secretary finally rushed inside the room after an hour break with a report. Namjoon took the paper and got onto his feet to announce the result. Everyone grew hushed to anticipate his announcement.

"All 200 million shares were transferred to new ownerships," Namjoon declared as he scanned the list with his sharp eyes.

"150 million shares were bought by a single individual and the remaining 50 million shares were bought by the senior shareholders," Namjoon announced while smiling at the old man. The man bought 25 million shares out of the remaining 50 million.

"Who bought 150 million shares? How is that possible???" Mrs. Kim straightened her back with a baffled expression. I turned to find Namjoon staring at the report with an uptight frown.

"Kim Taehyung," Namjoon exhaled, finally looking up at the shareholders after placing the paper down.

"MOH? But he's a Kim!" One of the shareholders gasped in shock.

"He might be a Kim, but he's not involved with the corporation. Therefore, he's entitled to possess the shares," Namjoon exhaled. Seokjin dropped his pen in disbelief as Mrs. Kim sat with a pale expression.

"That's absurd!-"

"Oh no! I'm late for the meeting! My bad!" Taehyung suddenly burst into the room in a well-fitted suit. His hair was wildly striking all over the place as if he ran all the way to the top floors.

"What have you done!?" Mr. Kim confronted Taehyung as he strode into the room.

"Let me catch my breath- Oh! Jagiya! What are you doing here?" Taehyung patted his chest in difficulty as he struggled to breathe but broke into a bright smile when he noticed I was sitting beside Secretary Yoo.

"Please take a seat," Namjoon dawdled. Taehyung slumped down on the chair beside mine in exhaustion and quickly leaned forward to kiss my cheek.

"So? What did I miss? AH! A proper greeting! I'm Kim Taehyung! Your newly approved shareholder!" Taehyung quickly got back onto his feet to bow at the shareholders and sat back down with a proud smile.

"Is this a sick joke to you?!" Seokjin finally snapped at his youngest brother.

"A joke? Is buying 150 million shares a joke to you? I've invested all my money in your corporation!" Taehyung argued with a bewildered expression.

"Father told you not to-"

"Eomma asked me for my money though. I figured she needed my help to claim the shares to help you," Taehyung fired Seokjin a smug smile.

"What?" Seokjin turned to stare at his mother in disbelief. Mrs. Kim turned pale when both her son and husband turned to look at her for explanations.

"Block the ownership transfer! He's a Kim-"

"No. I bought the shares with my own cash, and it's for my personal interests and benefits," Taehyung interrupted the senior shareholder.

"But-"

"Old man. The corporation will crumble without my money. You've all agreed to sell it, and I bought it, so don't whine about it! Just use my money wisely! And don't worry! I'm completely independent of my family! This is all for Jiyoung," Taehyung smiled at the chairman and lifted our interlaced hands to place them on the meeting table with an innocent boxy grin. Seokjin flared his nostrils at his brother in anger.

"How dare you-"

"What? Why didn't you purchase the shares if you're against my involvement, hyung-nim? Are you broke? Ah. That's right. You can't use eomma's money to claim it. I earned my own money, so every banknote I spent on the shares does not belong to our family. It was earned by my own effort," Taehyung mocked Seokjin. The Kim glared at Taehyung's rude behavior, but they knew he was right. Taehyung did not use a drop of his parent's wealth to claim the shares. Therefore, he's independent of his family, and the shareholders cannot object to his ownership.

"Did you think you could prove your worth with this idiotic stunt?" Seokjin gritted at Taehyung.

"My worth? I don't need your validation to verify my worth. The only person who truly cares about me is Jiyoung. Ah. That's right. You don't care because you think everyone is unworthy and you're the best man at everything. That's why you fired my girlfriend, right? Because she's not qualified for the job? Or maybe it's for personal revenge because she chose me over you? Well. This woman that you deemed unworthy is the reason I've climbed this high... and you're a jealous prick because I have a good and competent woman on my side while you're still living your impotent life under eomma's wings," Taehyung sneered at his brother. Seokjin angrily shot up from his seat after being humiliated by his younger brother and stormed out of the room after he lost his temper. Namjoon cleared his throat awkwardly as his parents lowered their faces in distress.

"Taehyung honey-"

"No. I will not listen to you anymore! Let's go, Jiyoung," Taehyung coldly interrupted his mother. I immediately stood up and followed him out of the meeting room. He took me to the parking lot and finally inhaled in relief in his seat after slamming the door shut.

"Are you alright?" I questioned, unsurely staring at Taehyung's tense body. I reached out to rub his chest with a warm smile until he turned to look at me.

"Thank you," Taehyung smiled, leaning forward for a kiss.

"You were very impressive," I nodded approvingly after pulling away from him. Taehyung weakly smiled at me and leaned his forehead against mine with his eyes closed to recollect himself as I gently rubbed his cheek.

Flashback

"She told me to break up with you because you belong to Seokjin," He whispered in my ear. I didn't say anything and kept my listless gaze on the view as Taehyung held me over his lap. I sighed heavily after thinking about his words, then turned to bury my face against his neck as he steadily breathed against my body. I closed my eyes and slowly matched our breathing to soothe my anxious feelings with his comforting heartbeat rhythm.

"I will not go to him. It's my decision to be with you, and I will not change my mind," I finally sighed, sitting up on his thighs to stare at him with my dim eyes.

"She's going strip everything from me if I oppose her, and I will lose you-"

"I won't allow it," I shook my head when he suddenly broke down against me.

"But- I have no power-" Taehyung cried as tears slipped down his cheeks, so I leaned forward to press my lips against his to shush him. Taehyung muffled against my lips as I gently stroked my lips over his. Exhaling softly, I slowly pulled my face away to brush his tears with my fingers and took his hand in mine.

"I will place power in your hands," I smiled. Taehyung furrowed his eyebrows at me in confusion.

"What do you mean?" Taehyung whispered as I held onto his hand.

"Namjoon told me you always wanted to work at the corporation, but your father banned your involvement... right?" I softly kissed his hand as he leaned against the couch with a troubled expression.

"Yeah. I wanted to be like my brothers. I want to have a proper job and status, but I was never given the opportunity to prove myself. It's unfair," Taehyung nodded. I gently rubbed his tears from the corner of his eyes.

"I will make your dream come true tomorrow," I smiled weakly. Taehyung studied my face in confusion.

"How?" Taehyung blinked.

"You have to listen to me, okay? I'm going to help you fulfill your dream overnight," I beamed proudly. Taehyung looked uneasy, so I leaned forward to kiss him until he eased his body. He gripped my waist as I sat over him and slowly slipped his oversized shirt over my head to expose my body. Taehyung flipped me onto the couch to trap me beneath him, sensually slipping off my panties as I held onto his face to keep his lips pinned against mine.

"Why are we here?!" Taehyung asked in confusion as I dragged him into the corporation after we made love at his apartment. It was dark and most of the employees had left the building.

"You'll see!" I smiled and pulled him into the elevator with me.

"Oh? Jiyoung...?" Secretary Yoo stared at me in surprise but halted when he noticed I was holding Taehyung's hand.

"Is the president still at work?" I smiled at him.

"Oh. Yeah. He works overtime every day-"

"Great! Kaja!" I towed Taehyung with me before Secretary Yoo could finish his sentence. Taehyung was bewildered by my actions but didn't resist... and let me drag him around. I rushed through the president's lobby, causing the assistants to stare at us in shock. We burst into the office without permission to find Namjoon sitting at his desk.

"Jiyoung? Taehyung? What are you guys doing here?" Namjoon straightened his back at our sudden intrusion. I released Taehyung's hand and rushed to Namjoon's desk with an optimistic intention.

"Have you considered my proposal???" I questioned eagerly with my eyes wide open.

"What proposal?" Taehyung frowned as Namjoon stared at me with a startled expression.

"I'm still considering it-"

"I need you to approve another proposal!" I interrupted him with an enthusiastic smile. Namjoon frowned at my exclaim and averted his narrowed eyes to his younger brother, who was as dumbfounded as he was.

"What proposal-"

"How many shares were traded? The stock price dropped, didn't it? The corporation is losing its prestige, and your mother desperately needs money to support the corporation. How many shares will be released to stabilize the corporation?!?" I questioned impatiently.

"Why-"

"Answer me!" I snapped, firmly slamming my hands on the table, making Namjoon flinch at me in shock.

"Our corporation possesses 600 million shares. Your father has 150 million shares. My parents own 200 million shares. 150 million shares are divided amongst the representatives, the board of directors and roughly 200 million shares will be released to the public," Namjoon stuttered unsurely.

"You're planning to go public?" Taehyung frowned at Namjoon.

"We have no other alternative but to list it as a public company through IPO. Many external investors are willing to purchase the shares, so this is our backup plan... to offer private shares to the public. I told eomma I'll handle this crisis," Namjoon nodded at us.

"That's why she needed your money!" I gasped, turning to look at Taehyung in horror.

"What? Eomma went to you for money?" Namjoon frowned in confusion.

"She will not allow public interference! Your mother is trying to claim all 200 million available shares to strengthen her influence!" I snapped at Namjoon, who suddenly froze in his seat at my words.

"Are you sure you didn't attend any university-"

"My father was a successful businessman!" I snapped at Namjoon's stunned expression.

"So, what are you suggesting?" Namjoon narrowed his eyes on me. I turned to grab Taehyung's hand and pulled him forward.

"How many shares does a shareholder need to possess power over the council???" I questioned Namjoon.

"Are you trying to-"

"Answer me!" I whined in distress.

"At least 100 million shares," Namjoon fired a disapproving look when I wouldn't stop interrupting him.

"And how much cash do you have?" I questioned Taehyung with my wide eyes. Taehyung scratched his head and finally told Namjoon the numbers.

"How did you earn so much money??? He can buy roughly 170 million shares, but that's not possible. New shareholders aren't allowed to purchase all the available stocks," Namjoon shook his head after calculating the numbers for us.

"Taehyung. You will become the corporation's shareholder if you buy the shares!" I snapped my head at Taehyung's confused expression.

"Moh?" Taehyung blinked at me.

"Theoretically, yes, it's possible. You can claim the shares to preserve the corporation's private label. But practically, it'll be hard to obtain a consensus agreement. You need all the other shareholders' approval to transfer the ownership to him. I can approve on behalf of my parents as the president," Namjoon exhaled.

"And I'll convince my parents to approve it as well. The remaining representatives will have no choice but to agree once your parents and my parents agree to it," I grinned at Taehyung. The room grew hushed as Taehyung and Namjoon stared at one another to comprehend my proposal.

"Does that mean... I get to work here? At an office like this?" Taehyung whispered, unsurely staring at Namjoon.

"If you want a position. Sure," Namjoon nodded.

"What about the mafia? Who's going to-"

"Yoongi, Jimin, and I will take care of it for you! Taehyung! You'll be as powerful as your parents! Why hand your mother money when you can use it to become a legal businessman! It's possible!" I gasped at him with a bright beam. Taehyung was slightly dazed by the overwhelming information and slowly turned to look at me.

"You're a genius, Jiyoung," Namjoon smiled at me.

"When can I buy the shares?" Taehyung blinked at his brother.

"Now. If you have the money, I'll process the documents for you and find a way to get our parents to agree tomorrow during the board meeting," Namjoon nodded.

"And what do you want in return? Your status?" Taehyung unsurely questioned his brother.

"No. I'm going to have a fair fight with Seokjin. We're bonded by blood, Taehyung. So I'll help you take over the corporation. Eomma is against us inheriting appa's wealth, so we'll work together to earn our own assets," Namjoon shook his head with a weak smile. Taehyung glanced at me nervously and back to his brother.

"Okay. Let's do it," Taehyung smiled at me. I shrieked in happiness and pulled him into a crushing hug.

I climbed a step higher in the game.

Taehyung will become a powerful shareholder in the corporation overnight with my strategy.

I might not be qualified to work at the corporation, but I can pull all the puppet strings with a light tug.

End of Flashback

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Present

Taehyung hosted a feastful party after earning his spot in the corporation with his thugs, so we got drunk and wasted at the club he reserved for all of us. Yoongi and Jimin roared at the top of their lungs with the other men to celebrate their boss's achievement as Taehyung popped the champagne bottle, splattering the liquor all over us. I laughed at the spray and happily clapped for him until Taehyung turned to beam at me. He pulled me against him by my waist and leaned down to kiss me before everyone. Yoongi shrieked in excitement and turned to smack Jimin, who was also cheering for us with a bright smile.

"I love you," Taehyung smiled at me with his tender eyes after pulling away as I held onto his waist.

"I love you too," I grinned and hugged him tightly.

The DJs suddenly boosted the music to get everyone hyped, so I grabbed Taehyung, Yoongi, and Jimin and made them dance with me on the dance floor. Taehyung laughed when I started swaying my hips before him as he held onto my waist. I grabbed his collar with a temped gaze as I teasingly drew his face down, and gently kissed him on the dance floor.

"I think we should find a girlfriend too!" Yoongi nudged Jimin.

"Should we go hunting?!" Jimin playfully smiled as they watched us make out beside them. I broke the kiss with my arms wrapped around Taehyung's neck to dance with him until I felt him groping my buttcheeks.

"I want a girlfriend as cool as Jiyoung!" Yoongi grimaced as he bopped with a champagne glass.

"Go away! She's mine!" Taehyung possessively wrapped his arms around my waist to lift me off the dance floor and rushed out of the packed crowd. I laughed in shock as he carried me away, so I wrapped my arms around his neck to secure my balance while kissing him until we reached our private lounge. He made me sit on his lap as we made out with our arms tangled all over each other's bodies. I chuckled after he broke the kiss, then I reached out to pour the drinks, and we drank from the glass together while watching his men entertain themselves in the dark club.

"Wanna ditch them?" I whispered in his ear, pulling away with a naughty smile.

"My apartment is empty right now," Taehyung smirked as he massaged my hips. I giggled at his response. We hurriedly got up to leave the club and returned to his apartment without the others knowing.

"AH! AHAH!" I screamed when Taehyung effortlessly lifted me off the floor to throw me over his shoulder and rushed towards his bedroom in a hurry. I laughed in distress after he tossed me onto the bed and stood up to undress his hot body. I sat up in my short tight lacy dress with a tempted smile to watch him rip off his shirt while kicking off his black skinny jeans.

"I'll take control tonight," Taehyung smirked, crawling stealthily on the bed toward me like a hunting tiger waiting to catch its prey. I smiled and slowly leaned back against the pillow as he gently nudged my knees apart to crawl over my body and leaned down to kiss me. I giggled at his teasing touch while gripping his hair as he sucked my neck when I felt his hands roaming all over my feverish body.

"Why are you so impatient tonight?" I laughed as he tugged off my dress straps to reveal my breasts and leaned down to please me, making me moan at the presence of his moist tongue activities. I wrapped my legs around his hips to hold his crotch against my panties while gripping his back to savor his warmth.

"Because I'm thankful. You made me a powerful man so I'll return the favor. It's my duty to please my woman. Wanna try something fun? Close your eyes!" Taehyung lifted his face to smirk at my troubled expression. I closed my eyes as he insisted until I felt him gripping my wrists to pin my hands over my head. I felt something cold around my wrists but didn't react and remained beneath him. He suddenly released my hands and proceeded to kiss my lips.

"What's this?" I opened my eyes and tried to tug my hand from above my head, but it wouldn't budge, so I tilted my head upward to find a handcuff around my wrist. It was securely hooked with the bedhead.

"I told you I'll take control," Taehyung chuckled as he lowered his body to kiss my stomach, making me laugh at the ticklish sensation.

"Are you going to restrain me like this? I want to touch you!" I pouted as he gently kissed my belly button, making me arch my back in pleasure. He ignored my words and gradually lowered his face to position his head between my panties. I tensed my leg muscles with my hands secured above my head when Taehyung gripped my hips and buried his face between my thighs. I moaned in satisfaction as he pleasured me with his lips, sensually slipping off my panties down my legs before digging his face deeper into my crotch. I tried to tug my hand again when I felt my sensitive areas pulsating at the intense tingling sensation. I couldn't free my hands.

"Do you like it?" Taehyung questioned, lifting his head to smile at me.

"Can you uncuff me? It's a bit uncomfortable," I giggled but gasped in shock when he inserted his fingers inside me with his eyes fixed on mine to observe my lewd reaction. I twitched at the thrilling sensation as he rubbed my inside to stimulate my lady part until I felt my body throbbing with the overflowing pleasures. I panted and twisted my vulnerable body on the bed as he kissed my private part while fingering me until I whimpered in distress.

"I will make you feel good," Taehyung whispered, lifting up his devilish face to look at me. SNAP. My body stiffened in fear when I found my stepfather staring at me from between my legs. My heart stopped beating as I stared at his evil face in the dark and flinched in shock when he lowered his face between my legs to kiss my private part.

"Tae-Taehyung! Hah~ Taehyung- wait!" I gasped, frantically lifting my face to find Taehyung's head between my legs as he sucked on my throbbing sensitive spot until I jerked at the intense pleasure.

"Stay calm. I'll please you," Taehyung replied, making me grip the cuffs in panic. I tensed my legs and tilted my head back to contain my thoughts- SNAP. My body throbbed in discomfort as my stepfather repeatedly penetrated my private part without my consent while holding my wrists captive over my head. I screamed in terror as he thrust into me with all his might. He was so deep I could feel him filling up my inside, making me whimper in fear.

"Taehyung- Baby! You need to stop! Uncuff me! TAEHYUNG!" I screamed as I struggled to suppress my trauma. SNAP. I twitched my body in distress when my stepfather rolled me over on the bed to pin me face first on the mattress, and slammed his private part right into me from behind, making me cry in shock. He repeatedly shoved his way inside me until I curled my toes in distress, wildly gripping the bedsheet in terror as warm tears streamed down my face. I tried to twist my body to push my stepfather's body off mine as he thrust into me when he suddenly grabbed my hair from behind and yanked it with all his might to restrain me. I desperately smacked his forearms as he roughly pulled my hair until I felt the painful throbbing pain all over my scalp as he mercilessly beat his crotch against my buttcheeks.

"Stay still! Ah-! You're so good! I want all of you! Don't resist me, or I'll keep on fucking you until you're pregnant with my child!" My stepfather threatened, roughly shoving my head into the pillow to muffle my desperate cry. I shrieked in shock when he slapped my butt and thumped deeper inside me.

"Appa! Ah~! Please- Hah~ I don't like this! Please!" I begged in agony as I gripped the pillow.

"Jiyoung!- UGH!" Taehyung suddenly lifted his face when I started yanking the cuff with all my might. I screamed in terror, accidentally kicking Taehyung hard in his face- sending him tumbling off the bed with the violent blow.

"LET ME GO! PLEASE! ARGH! UNCUFF ME!" I screamed at the top of my lungs as the explicit memories flooded my head. Taehyung scrambled onto the bed in shock as I violently jerked my wrists in with all my might until the bed started thudding at my aggressive reaction. SNAP. My stepfather roughly rolled my weak body over onto my back... and immediately entered me again in a missionary position. I frantically coughed for air after he suffocated me against the pillow. The man roughly gripped my throat to keep my head down as he thumped between my spread open legs, so I reached down to stop him, but he only sped up his pace, making me arch my back in distress at his cruel actions.

"You're enjoying it, don't you? See? Your body is enjoying it! Ugh~! If only I knew you were this tight- I'd fuck you since we first met!" He panted above me like a madman as I struggled to push him away... but he refused to release my body. He repeatedly forced his way inside me as he held my legs apart. I whimpered in despair and turned my sweaty face to the side to bawl in pain as my heart broke into pieces. The man interlaced his fingers with mine to hold me in my position on his thudding bed while grunting under his breath, firmly pressing my thighs apart on the mattress to keep my legs spread open for him.

"Stay still! Jiyoung!" Taehyung frantically searched for the key and shakily tried to unlock it for me.

"ARGH! I SAID UNCUFF MY FUCKING HANDS!" I screamed in distress as tears dripped from my face. I jerked and twisted on the mattress in sweat when I felt my heart thumping fearfully against my ribs.

"You're bleeding! Stop resisting!" Taehyung snapped as he frantically unlocked the cuff. It finally clicked open, so I slipped my hands out of the cuff and bolted up in tears to find blood all over my wrists.

"Don't touch me!" I snapped when Taehyung grabbed my shoulders with a startled expression.

"What's the matter with you!?" Taehyung frowned at my shaken condition.

"I told you to uncuff me!" I screamed at him in anger.

"I was trying to please you! Why are you overreacting!?-*SLAP*" Taehyung yelled but halted in shock when I slapped him hard across his face. Taehyung sat blankly with his face turned to the side after receiving the rough blow on his firm cheek.

"Overreacting!? You asshole! I'm leaving!" I screamed in anger and scrambled off the bed. Taehyung suddenly grabbed my wrists and tried to pull me back, but I roughly shoved him away and quickly pulled on my dress straps and panties in tears.

"What's wrong with you!? I thought you liked it!" Taehyung grabbed a towel to wrap it around his hips and followed me out of the room as I stormed away from him. He suddenly yank me back with a furious expression when I refused to talk with him.

"Do I look like I enjoyed it!?" I screamed at his face in tears. His cheek was glowing bright red with my hand print on his skin as he fumed over me.

"You gave me consent! So tell me why you're like this?!" Taehyung roared at my face when I tried to open the door. He reached over my head to slam the door shut while standing in his loose towel with an angered face.

"Let me out!" I turned to glare at him.

"NO!" Taehyung suddenly grabbed my shoulders, gripping my sore body with all his might.

"Let me go-"

"NO! YOU TELL ME WHY YOU'RE ACTING THIS WAY!" Taehyung roared, pinning me hard against the door with a furious glare.

"I SAID RELEASE ME-"

"JIYOUNG, I SWEAR TO GOD-"

"I WAS RAPED! ALRIGHT?! MY STEPFATHER FUCKING RAPED ME!" I screamed in frustration when my emotions suddenly exploded with the overwhelming pain. Taehyung froze as he towered over me with a dumbfounded yet drained expression after hearing my confession. I stared at him with my burning eyes until unconscious tears spilled down my cheeks when I felt my heart shattering underneath my aching chest.

"W-What-" Taehyung stuttered in shock. I roughly shoved him backward, yanked open the door, and stormed out of his apartment in tears.

"Leave me alone!" I cried as I rushed down the stairs in a hurry to avoid him.

"Jiyoung please- Baby!" Taehyung called as he frantically rushed after me in his towel, but I didn't listen and bolted down the stairs. I whimpered in distress after exiting his building and ran as far as I could through the cold and dark night.

I bawled in pain while clenching my pained chest when the agonizing memories refused to leave my mind until I felt my head spinning with the traumatizing incident. I bit my trembling lips to stifle my whimpers as I fought to stabilize my labored breathing. Yet, the relentless unbearable stabs in my chest were too severe- it completely paralyzed my body with the deadly trauma. I sank hopelessly to my knees when I felt my legs wobbling and collapsed weakly onto the sidewalk after I ran out of energy to resist the terrifying attack, so I lowered my face to bawl in distress until snots streamed out of my nose, and my slimy spit stretched toward the ground. I balled my fingers into tight fists when I felt my body trembling out of control with intense fear.

The road was completely empty as I sat on the sidewalk, completely broken by my past memories. I gripped my sensitive body in fright when I felt the violating cold touch all over my body and suddenly jerked in pain when a burst of vomit fired up my windpipe. I struck my chest in pain to soothe the swelling ache within my chest as I struggled to catch my breath after barfing my waste onto the dirty ground.

I shakily sniffled as I struggled to get back onto my feet and stumbled down the sidewalk with my arms wrapped around my aching stomach while resisting the urge to burst out crying and went home on my own. 

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This chapter is a bit... explicit and sensitive. I'm sorry~! I hope you guys aren't too shaken by the contents T_T I didn't want to reveal too much but I thought we all deserved to know the truth behind Jiyoung's past sexual abuse. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed the chapter. Maybe not? :( Thank you so much for supporting Love Candidate! I love you guys and I will be back <3