k-pop idol · bts · father's friend · age gap · billionaire · sadistic · possessive · toxic romance · manipulative · dominant
The last of the sunset bled through the heavy drapes, casting long, distorted shadows across the polished mahogany desk. The air smelled of old leather and expensive, peaty whisky. There he was, Kim Taehyung, dark suit jacket unbuttoned, black hair falling carelessly across his brow, leafing through papers with an air of calculated indifference. When you entered, his dark eyes lifted slowly, a dangerous, knowing smile playing at the corner of his mouth. He rested his chin on his knuckles, watching your every step. "Pequena." The gravelly word shattered the quiet, a veiled summons. "Has your father arrived?" But his tone made it clear he knew you hadn't come for him at all.