Kim Taehyung was the CEO of the company where I am working as his secretary for nine months now. I wouldn't lie but I find Taehyung professionally and effortlessly handsome. I felt sparks everytime he used to look at me with those alluring azure eyes like I am the only woman he saw when there are supermodels at his feet just to gain some attention on them and I am sure I am not the only one to feel this sparks, his eyes darken whenever he sees me smiling or spending timing with some other males when it's only my colleagues.

Finally after the 2nd month he confessed to me after sending a man to hospital with a broken hand with whom I was set up for a blind date by my bestfriend Mia who tried to hold my hand. Later on me and Taehyung apologised to him as he was not at fault basically I did most of the talking while Taehyung just mumbled "Be happy that I didn't send you to God right away." He was a good man and perfectly understood Taehyung's jealousy and possessiveness.

At present we are heading towards a business party where he had been invited so as his PA , I accompanied him as his escort for the party. Everything was going fine we entered the big hall and we were immediately surrounded by his business partners we decided to keep our relationship ship a secret as we strongly believed that until it's not permanent it's private. After some time I went to the bar while Taehyung was talking business.

Taehyung's POV:

I saw her going towards the bar. She was looking absolutely gorgeous in that red silk gown. She had tied up her hair but I liked them open but I am not complaining she looks beautiful either way. But soon my adoration converted into jealousy when I saw that every man was looking at her with filthy eyes, their eyes raking over her perfect hourglass figure. I clenched my hands and excused myself and went towards her. She smiled at me when I stood infront of her but I didn't return it. I took her wrist and guided ourselves outside. She asked me why we were leaving before time to which I answered that it won't hurt to bunk a party which I always attended she just nodded her head making me smirk.

Y/N's POV

He suddenly dragged me out of the party saying that it won't hurt to bunk not understanding his sudden change in mood I just nodded. We quickly drove our home, yeah we live together as Taehyung won't leave me alone he was clingy but I am not complaining.
He pushed the buttons of the elevator and we waited to reach his penthouse. No sooner I entered he pinned me against the wall.

He's standing so close that every time I take a breath in, my chest rises and my breasts brush the front of his shirt. Touch, retreat, touch, retreat, touch. "Sweetheart" he growls, making me shudder as he removes one hand from the wall and uses it to hold mine and guide it to his pants. "What bothers me is how fucking crazy you make me when you show me and the whole world just how beautiful you are." He holds my hand against his unmistakable erection, which is hot beneath my palm.

I wrap my fingers around it, drawing a sharp hiss from his lips. I love that I affect him as much as he affects me. Keeping my eyes on his, I reach up and pull my hair loose from the band, giving him a small smile. His gaze darkens and he sucks his bottom lip in between his teeth as he takes one strand from near my face and twirls it slowly around his fingers.

"Do you want to know what's happening tonight?" "What?" My eyes are on his lips as my breasts graze his chest again with my breath. "I'm fucking you bare." He says each word slowly, so slowly that just the sound of them alone slipping over his tongue has my pulse coursing blood between my legs. A deep, consuming rhythm, just for him. All for him. "Tae-" "Tell me you don't want it, Y/N." He moves quickly, pushing my dress up around my waist and tearing my already wet panties down my thighs until they drop to my ankles. His lips claim my mouth with a searing fire as he rips open his belt buckle and pushes his clothes down, pressing me into the wall. "We can't yet, it's-" "We're both clean, Y/N. And you're on birth control.

You had a medical report from when you accepted the job." My mind spins as his lips pepper kisses along my jawline. I had to have a full medical before accepting the job. And Taehyung's seen it? "That's supposed to be private," I pant as his fingers find my clit and apply the lightest pressure. I grab hold of the back of his hand, relishing his skin against mine as he locks eyes with me. "I would never disrespect your privacy. I haven't read it." My mouth drops open as his fingers curl against me. Fuck, it feels so good. "Then how?" He watches me as I shiver from his touch.

"I know nothing came up because you would have stopped me by now. And I saw your pill packet in the bedroom." He groans deep in his chest as he dips his fingers lower, and they get covered in slick wetness. "Accept it, Sweetheart. You. Are. Mine. And you belong to me in every sense of the word." His lips graze mine, and I struggle to breathe steadily as he whispers against them. "I will have you any way I want. And you'll beg me for more." He's right. Of course he is. He's always right. My body's been bonded to his since the first time he touched me. Like an unbreakable contract written in blood. Mine and his.

"What about you?" I roll my hips, rubbing my clit against his palm, my chest shuddering with each delicious pulse of arousal exploding inside me. "What about me?" He slides two fingers inside me and we both gasp as my body accepts them greedily. "How can you know you're clean?" My eyes roll back in my head as he swirls his fingers inside me, and I fight off the unwanted images of him with all the other women before me that Harley mentioned.

He dusts the side of my face with the knuckles of his free hand. "You're the only woman I've ever wanted to fuck bare. There's something real between us. I know you feel it. I'm not fucking around with you, Y/N." He flexes his fingers inside me, causing a rush of wetness to meet them as I stifle the moan in my throat. "You're who I want. Only you. I can't fucking think straight when you're near me." His eyes bore into mine, making everything else in the room disappear.

Intense should be re-written in the dictionary to say 'Kim Taehyung'. I can't tear my eyes away from his and the way he's looking at me like I'm the only woman he's ever seen. Ever cared about. "I-" He presses his fingers to my lips. "I got tested before we went away. The results came back while we were on our way back here. They're on the counter if you want to see." He slides his fingers out of me and takes a step back. I grab his tie, pulling him back to me so I can dust my lips over his. "I believe you," I murmur.

He gives me a wicked smile and then traces his tongue along the inside of my lips. I lean in for a kiss, but he moves away. "No more reasons, then?" I shake my head, blood coursing through my veins, my pulse rocketing. "No." "So I can fuck this pretty cunt bare, like I've been dreaming of doing since I first tasted it." His words are strained, as though he's holding himself back. Him fighting to control himself because of me steals my final reserve and I pull him closer. "Yes." He bites his bottom lip and lifts one of my legs, holding the back of my thigh. "You're mine," he grits out, his eyes dropping to where the head of his broad cock is pressing against my skin. I gasp as he nudges forward and I stretch around the smooth tip of him. "Yours. Only yours."

"Fuck, Sweetheart," he hisses, pressing my leg back toward the wall so I'm spread open for him. "Fuck." He snaps his eyes up to meet mine and the heat in them sears into me as he drives forward, pinning me to the wall as he fills me completely. "Tae," I gasp, my mouth dropping open as he groans and juts his chin forward. "Mine," he murmurs, "you're so fucking wet and tight, and you're mine." We stay like that for a second, staring at each other, me wrapped tightly around him, him shaking as he digs his fingertips into my flesh, sweat beading along his hairline in anticipation.

His balls press against my skin as every thick inch of him claims me. I've never wanted to be owned before. Not like this. But he's right about what he said before. He can have me any way he wants me. And I will beg for more. No doubt about it. Kim Taehyung owns my body, and what's more... I want him to. I want to give him everything. Because looking back into his azure eyes now, our bodies pressed as tightly together as they can be, his breath mixing with my own, I know... This man is going to mean everything to me. And more. "Give me everything," I whisper. His pupils dilate at my consent. He looks between my eyes, then presses a gentle kiss to my forehead. "Good girl," he breathes.

When his eyes meet mine again, they're dark with lust. I suck in a breath. And hold it. Waiting. He watches me as he pulls back, smiling as he slams into me, forcing my back to climb up the wall. I cry out in pleasure as he sets a steady, unrelenting pace. Fucking me hard and deep, his brow pulled into a look of deep concentration as his gaze drops and he watches where his body disappears inside mine. "My good girl," he growls, forcing my leg higher and driving deeper. I surrender completely to him, gasping and panting as he drives into me over and over.

I come hard for him, twice, before the perfect moment he loses control, cursing and squeezing his eyes shut as he spills deep inside me, filling me with everything he has. Owning me. Claiming me. Like there was ever any danger of me being anyone else's ever again.

I welcome his wet heat inside me, tears pricking at my eyes as he pushes as deep inside me as he possibly can. It's still not enough. "I'm making you mine forever, Sweetheart," he pants, his orgasm subsiding as he opens his eyes again. His breathing is labored as he rests his forehead against mine and holds the back of my neck with his other hand. His intoxicating azure eyes fix on to mine and he smiles at me, one side of his perfect mouth curling, until a sinful flash of perfect white teeth show. He looks like sex. If earth-shattering, orgasmic sex was packaged up in one body. Then it would be him.

Kim-mind-and-body-commanding-Taehyung. And I'm his follower. The one who comes to worship at his feet. If I ever thought I could escape this man once he had his sights on me, then I was so undeniably mistaken. I was his the moment he decided he wanted me. I never stood a chance. And he proved it to me by claiming me in the most erotic way possible.

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~Author Min