Taehyung POV

I woke up the next morning to the sound of the alarm. I groaned as my head was pounding loudly. 'Remind me to never drink this much again.' I thought to myself as I looked around myself and saw that my clothes were lying on the ground. Where the hell am I?

I looked over my shoulder to see a girl curled up by my side, fast asleep. I sighed and stepped out of the bed to have a shower and then take some medicine to help me with my headache.

After a shower, I went back to the room and take my suit out of the closet. This is my hotel so I have some spare clothes here. I definitely to wear a black suit with a white shirt. The girl is still sleeping peacefully. What was her name Mia...or what...Ava yeah her name is Ava. She is fast asleep so I refuse to wake her up. After the night we had last night she needs the sleep, so I leave the room and let the receptionist know I'm leaving.

After I left the hotel, I drove to my office. Today I'm interviewing for a new PA. The last one was very lazy and flirty. I need my PA to be professional and I need someone who can keep up with work and complain less. I went inside the building, Everyone greeted me and I just gave them a curt nod. I went to my office to start the interview.

It's been an hour and the girls who came here for the interview were wearing short dresses, and they were flirting with me. I don't mind them for one-night stands but I don't want them as my PA.

After a while, I hear another knock.

"Come in," I said.

There enters the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. She looks so innocent with her brown eyes, and kissable lips, her hair was a soft brown like the bark of an oak tree, not too dark but simply beautiful in any light.

I was pulled out of my thoughts by the sound of my throat clearing. I looked at her and saw that she was looking at me weirdly, of course, I was looking like a pervert checking her out.

I motioned her to take a seat. She sat across from me. I took her CV and start checking it. Her name was Y/N A beautiful name, I thought. She was 20 years old she was fired from her old job which was at a Cafe. Why was she doing a job in a Cafe? I thought.

Because not everyone is born Rich my subconscious mind said.

But still a Cafe, and she has no experience in the business world I said

There's always a first time for everything my subconscious mind said

"So Y/N if you don't mind me asking why were you fired from your last job?" I said in my usual cold voice.

"Because Umm....the boss was a pervert and you can say I slapped him." She said unsurely.

I kept asking questions and she answered quite adequately. She did well I think I should just hire her. She looks quite determined and confident.

"So Y/N you can join from tomorrow. You have to come here at 8:00 A.M. not even a minute late I hate tardiness, and one more thing you have to sign this contract." I said while taking out the contract.

"What contract?" she inquired.

"It's a contract saying that you will not leave this job for at least 3 years no matter what and if you want to leave it then you will have to pay 1 million won to the company. You can't leave this job but only I can fire you." I said. I had made this contract only for my PA because I don't want to change my PA every month so my Best friend gave me the idea to make a contract.

"Um, sir is it necessary?" She said while biting her lower lip. Don't stare Taehyung. Don't stare Taehyung. I looked away and cleared my thoughts

"Yes, otherwise you won't get the job," I said coldly. She looks upwards and glared at me. Probably because of my tone. She looks cute when she's angry. Cute? Seriously Man? My subconscious mind mocked me. She took the pen and signed it.

"Okay, now you can go,"

She bid me goodbye and then went outside. I sighed, Now I have to go take a cold shower.

Y/N POV

Oh my god! I got the job! I'm so freaking excited! Although he is a jerk, A handsome jerk but the big news is I got the job! I went back home and went straight to take a shower because it was so freaking hot outside. After the shower I ordered pizza. I slept early because I wasn't able to sleep last night due to the nightmare.

"Help!!! Mother!!! Father!!!! Open the door, Jackson!!!! JACKSON!!!!!" I was shouting and banging on the door. Then suddenly I heard the voices of my parents and Jackson.

"Y/N you killed us!!!" I heard some familiar voices.

"You are a killer, dear sister. You killed our parents do you think that you will ever be forgiven?" I heard Jackson saying

"I'm disappointed in you Y/N," my mother said

" I will make your life a living hell you don't deserve to live." I heard Jackson say. I put my hands on my ears to block the voices.

"I can't believe my daughter killed us." It didn't work as I was able to hear my father's voice.

"Dear sister you should wait for me. I will come back and I will kill you believe me I will enjoy every minute of it." Jackson said

I screamed and suddenly woke up. I looked around myself and found that I was in my room. I sighed in relief. I went to the kitchen to pour myself a glass of water. I checked the time and it was 2:00 A.M

I went to my room and sat on my bed and looked through my drawer and take out my gun. The same gun from which my brother made me kill our parents. I technically didn't kill them. My brother gave me the gun and told me to shoot them. My parents were tied to a chair.

Of course, I didn't shoot them. My brother called his men. They held both of my arms and made me sit on my knees. Then my brother held my hand to shoot both of my parents. He did this so that the gun has my fingerprints so he can convince my father's men that I killed our parents. He went to call my uncle who was my father's brother and also some of the trusted men of my father.

I had the chance and I kicked both of my brother's men between their legs. They fell on the floor groaning in pain. I abruptly stand up and their head on the floor two or three times. Blood was streaming down their faces. I threw them away with fury and went to help my parents but they couldn't make it. Now when I think about it, I could have saved them with a little effort but not let them die afterward, I ran away rather than staying there fighting for my parents. Sometimes I saw a memory of my family together in my dreams.

Sometimes I see the memory of Jackson and my parent's death in my dreams. It's funny how my best dreams and worst nightmares have the same people in them.

I washed my face and went to bed. Why waste my time fretting About the past when I can't change it? A bad past deserves no emotion.

To be Continued.....

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