Welcome To Hell

AUTHOR's P.O.V
Jimin smirked sinisterly at her flustered state after the surprise tour. Every bolt of shock she was burning with was just fueling his pride. With his hands tucked into the pockets of his trousers, Jimin leaned off the balcony railing and made his way towards the girl in his bedroom with a click of his tongue.

Does she have any idea what could happen when a girl walks into a boy's room?

"I didn't need to tell you," His husky voice spoke as he calmly rolled up the sleeves of his white button-ups. "Excuse me?" Y/N shot back with an angry fold of her arms. I am not dealing with more shit. "Are you fucking dumb or what? You can't just lie about what business you own before hiring someone!"

The dark navy took her aggressive shock quite lightly and changed his course of direction. Facing his back towards her, he calmly strode to approach a bedside table where a stack of paper was neatly waiting for him. "I didn't. You just misinterpreted my business," he replied in a rather soft manner that concealed its sly intention. Because people like him are never soft.

"That doesn't make sense, the flyer clearly stated to work for a CEO," the light brown clenched her teeth as she watched him pick up the stack of the papers in such a composed manner that was completely dismissive of her rattled bones.

He gently spun back around to stride back over to her, with a slight slouch to his posture expressive of his confidence. He leaned his hip against the foot of the bed. "It doesn't matter what the flyer says. What matters is..." Jimin's voice trailed off as he held out the papers forward.

"If you read your contract."

"What?" Y/N furrowed her brow in confusion. She instantly rushed towards him and snatched the paper away. Tightly clasping the contract with two hands, her eyes carefully scanned over the job description again.

'Agree to be the Assistant to the Mafia Boss, Park Jimin.'

Y/N's eyes enlarged as they refused to believe the words they saw. The line she skipped. Or more like...

The line Jimin made her skip.

Her heart sank down to her feet, rapid pounces in her chest suffocating her insides. "This... This... What is this?!" She yelled as her eyes pulsated across the line refusing to believe what they read.

The dark navy however simply kept a hand inside the pocket of his pants as if he wasn't just churning the life of the girl in front of him. "The job you signed up for." The corner of his lips rose upwards.

Her eyes shot back up to meet his ones of deceitful pleasure. "No... No, I don't want this. I-I..." Her head shook rapidly in denial of such an occupation as her eyes continuously averted from him to the paper. "Give this job to someone else. I'm resigning," Y/N asserted without any thought.

"You have no choice," he said with a mere tilt of his head.

"The contract is binding, and you signed up to work with me for six months minimum—"

"I-I don't care!" She shouted, her hands trembling with fear. "I might be desperate for money but there is no way I am staying around disastrous people like you!"

Y/N spun her heel without hesitation and sped off towards the exit, desperate to escape this misunderstanding. She marched towards the door, reaching her hand out to grab the doorknob. When a hand clasped around her wrist before it touched the escape. It flipped her over and a sudden force pushed her back against the wall causing a yelp to escape from her lips as the papers slipped from her fingers.

"Not so fast, sweetheart."

Jimin growled, leaning towards her figure pinned against the wall. "You gave me your signature. You agreed to this," he said, sliding his hand on the wall beside her head with the other pinning her wrist to it, trapping her vulnerable figure between him.

Her heart pumped faster, gushing fear through her veins. Her breath audibly increased as she stared into the eyes of his devilish dark ones. That's when she realized, reading his unabashed smirk. "No... You tricked me knowing that I didn't know."

"Did I...?" He tilted his head to replicate her innocence; however, the menace dripping from his lips gave it away. "In that case let me give you a formal introduction."

Jimin slowly leaned in towards the girl, his lips curved upwards into a smirk as they brought themselves close to her ear.

"Welcome to hell, love."

A cold touch crept up behind her thigh and slid up to swiftly sweep the girl's feet off the ground. "Argh!" Y/N screamed from the sudden levitation and her arms clung around the closest thing, his neck. She felt her body begin to move away from the wall. "Hey! Put me dow—"

Her words cut off as she suddenly plunged down. A quick rush of relief ran through her to feel her feet back on the ground but disappeared just as quickly as the unstable landing stumbled her feet backwards sending the girl plummeting back. A soft surface saved Y/N's fall, her hands landing on either side feeling sheets under them.

"W-What are you—" Y/N's voice stuttered with slowly rising uncomfort as she began to wonder what she had landed on. Her eyes hesitantly glanced to the side to confirm what laid under her hands.

I was right...

Her eyes widened realising the surface she was on and flashed her head back forward to move away but instead they froze.

Jimin was rolling his neck back exposing the inked spider underneath as he aggressively loosened his tie. The flimsy fabric slipped away from his fingers, carelessly thrown to the floor before the buttons on his shirts began recklessly being undone.

"W-What are you doing?" A scared whisper was all that managed to leave her lips as the discomfort mixed in with fear. Jimin removed the last button of his shirt that created a split down the centre of his chest revealing the toned muscular skin underneath.
His eyes locked in with Y/N's body like it was a prey. Scanning the way the fabric on it curved perfectly around her figure, hiding yet revealing what was underneath. His tongue glazed across his lips at the sight.

"Let's loosen up on the first night, shall we?"

Her heart suddenly pounded against her chest but not for the reason he wished. "M-Mr. Park," she stuttered from the terror that flooded through her body at his uncovered words. She began to rise in an attempt to distance herself from the malicious intent the bed held underneath.

However, his figure securely blocked her way. His hand rose to the girl's chest to harshly push her back down. She gasped feeling the sheets under her hands again but they froze once Jimin lifted a leg up on the bed and was now situated in between hers.

Jimin's hand went to the rim of his shirt only to slide it off his shoulders and was lost on the floor, revealing a prominent collar bone against the smooth skin that ran down his chest creating toned abs the further down it went and a black 'Nevermind' tattoo exposed across his torso.

"It's daddy in bed to you."

Y/N used her hands to retreat her body backwards refusing to believe what was in store for her. "What are you doing..." She whispered in fear, her hands reaching further behind to be away from him, until they hit the back of the headboard.

Jimin only shifted forward until he was hovering over the girl. "Do I have to explain myself, baby girl?" He tilted his head as his fingers slipped under the hem of her skirt.

Her eyes widened, feeling a cold, sensual touch gliding over her right thigh and began to move higher. "Mr. Park!" She yelled in shock and instantly closed her legs to stop his touch.

His brow furrowed. "Don't fucking think you can close your legs from me," he hissed as his other hand clasped over her thigh. She tried to keep them in place but he forcefully spread them apart.

Fortunately the pencil skirt stopped it from going far. But it only ignited further devilish thoughts in his mind. Jimin bit his lip for a brief moment before curving them up again. "Mm-hm, I think your skirt is getting in the way," he smirked and reached out for the zip at the top of her skirt.

Y/N's eyes widened before realising his fingers were unzipping her skirt. "No, no," she panicked in almost a broken sob as her hands reached for his evil ones, trying to remove them. But every trial was a fail. Jimin kept fumbling with her skirt until he succeeded in removing it.

Sneering in victory, he placed his leg in between the girl's thigh and freely spread them as wide open as he pleased. His demonic eyes slowly rose towards her that was on the brink of tears. He licked his lips seeing her trembling underneath him. Lowering himself closer, Jimin slipped his fingers under her shirt, but she instantly grabbed his wrist.

"Mr Park... Please, please," she begged.

She never begged for anything, she hated it, but he put her in such a demeaning state, she had no choice but to beg. Jimin frowned, then seized her wrists and pinned it above her head with his other hand abruptly grabbing her chin with a tight force.

She whimpered, losing patience in his grasp. Jimin slowly leant down until his face was almost touching the girl's. "Don't make me do something you'll regret, alright?" He hissed.

She almost whimpered in relief when he let go. But he swiftly removed her shirt and ripped undergarments that concealed her body from him away, allowing him to see the girl fully exposed under him. He groaned as he leaned back observing the silky smooth skin that cased the curves of her body. "Fuck, you're beautiful..." He licked his plump lips, cracking his neck.

Y/N immediately covered her pearls from his eyesight, her lips trembling as she broke down sobbing. She never thought this would happen. Had she known horrors like this would happen, she would have never signed that damned contract.

"No need to cover your body, princess." Jimin smirked, taking both of her wrists then pinned it above her head again.

"Please don't..." She pleaded with tears rolling down her cheeks at the unexplainable churning in her stomach from being exposed under him.

"Keep that pretty little mouth shut. You don't want the others to hear you screaming my name, right?" Jimin slowly leaned down until his lips attached themselves to her neck. He began leaving open wet kisses along her neck, slowly sucking on the pale skin of hers that was no longer going to be smooth.

She shut her eyes tight, silently crying as she felt his lips get harsher along her neck with every second until they turned into bites that created purple spots over it. Jimin aggressively decorated her neck with his marks of ownership all over it.

Whilst doing so, his fingers slowly slid up her thigh until Y/N gasped at a touch at her entrance. "Mr. Park... Please... No..." She cried out in one last plea of desperation before all hell broke loose.

Jimin simply chuckled darkly, leaning his lips towards her ear. "I know what you're trying to say... Be gentle, right? Sorry, baby girl but..." He bit her lower lip hard, causing her to wince in pain.

"Not in my dictionary."