The reflection of the swirled marble floor graffitied her golden stilettos as they drum against it with each stride of her long slender legs, sending piercing echoes in the already bustling office building.

She clutched her purse under her arm as her body swayed to the rhythmic vibe of her steps while her volumed tresses bounces off her back.

Her sable mini dress slightly raises, showcasing her tanned thighs. Though hidden in designer sunglasses, she maintains a hard stare to the elevator as she approaches it but steered right to the private one in the corner next to it.

With a hard press 'up' she enters, turning to face the door with her nose twitched high in the air.

The elevator door opens to an office on the top floor of the building with milky white walls bordered in gold dressings, white and tan marble floors and sleek chocolate colored furniture. Topping this executive heaven was panoramic views of the city.

A gentleman sits at the crystal glass desk centered between the city views, wrapping up a phone call.

His blazing chestnut eyes glare at her, making a dent to his honey skinned features as he furrowed a brow.

She stood in front of his desk, tapping her heel, impatiently waiting for him.

"Looking forward to seeing you Monday sir. Goodbye." He hangs up and sighs as his sights went straight to his screen.

She snatched her sunglasses away from her face, glaring at the man, ignoring her presence.

"You're polluting my oxygen with your cheap ass perfume. Say what you have to say and dismiss yourself." he muttered.

"The next time you bring one of your whores to the penthouse, remind her that her exit from our premises is immediately following yours. I wasn't in the mood for a 'breastfast' this morning." She huffed.

A devilish smirk crept on his pink heart-shaped lips as he pulled his bottom lip back against his teeth in spite.

"Just because your sex life involves D batteries, doesn't mean you can barge into my office scolding me about mine." His voice flowed like a fine wine, rich and aged with perfection.

His stare remained to his screen.

"You're an asshole! Why can you just respect my staying there? Or better yet, bring someone home that's decent for once. It's not like your getting any younger. You can try to fuck as many young, hot girls as you want, but that won't keep your dick from pruning." She said as she flung a stack of papers on his desk towards him.

"Minah, I've warned you about disrupting my place of business." His stare was now to her.

"This is still Daddy's business. You don't have full control of it yet." She retorted.

"Thanks for the reminder. Now get the hell out of my office and go get a wax or something. Evolution is occurring in the hairs of your top lip." He calmly uttered as he turned back to his screen.

Minah was about to make her way over to the double doors to his office.

"Not there. Back the way you came." He commands.

She smoothly glided her sunglasses back on her petite face before turning on her heel and entering the private elevator.

He rolled his eyes upon her exit. In that moment, his phone alerted him to a call.

"Mr. Kim, Mr. Jung is on line one." His assistant voiced.

"Push him through." He directed. "Hoseok, what's up?"

"Taehyung ah, are we still meeting for lunch?"

Taehyung lifts his wrist to the shimmering Rolex that adorned it. "Shit! Sorry, give me a few moments."

He ends his call with Hoseok before getting up and walking over to the golden trimmed mirror hanging next to his desk.

Taehyung rakes his fingers through his thick amber tresses and straightens his tie. He adjusts the blazer on his slim fitting Gucci blazer afterwards, blowing a kiss to his mirrored image and seductively lowering his eyelids.

He paces himself back to his phone, letting his assistant know that he will be out before entering his private elevator.

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He arrives at the restaurant, sauntering in, and sees his friends awaiting him.

"Sorry I'm late fellas. I had a run in with my sister." He explains as he sips the glass of water at his seating.

"How is Minah?" His best friend, Park Jimin, asked.

"Getting on my fucking nerves as always. I wish she was out of the penthouse already." His lips curl into a frown.

"Well, what's the holdup?" Hoseok inquired.

"She wants to move in with that dick boyfriend of hers but our father won't allow it. So she's stuck with me until I leave for New York."

Taehyung picks up the menu and begins browsing through it.

"Damn, that's right. Your trip is in three days. How long will you be away?" Jimin glanced over, pouting.

"Six months." Taehyung firmed.

"You don't sound too happy about it." Hoseok assessed.

A sly grin masks his lips. "Fellas, it just business but I can always make it pleasurable."

The server walks over. Her eyes immediately fell to Taehyung as they easily heard her low breath, causing Hoseok and Jimin to each look up to her.

"H-Have you all decided on your order?" She stutters out, still gazing at the beautiful golden-haired man.

She gulps as Taehyung gradually raises his stare to her, studying her flustered state. Her cheeks immediately turned a shade of pink as she lowers her attention to her notepad.

He smirks at her reaction.

Jimin places his order along with Hoseok. Silence fell at the table as they waited for Taehyung to speak.

He tilted his head to the side as she hesitantly lifts her face to them.

He penetrated her gaze, all while seeing the pen in her handshake in his peripheral. She gulped again as she struggled with tearing her vision away from him, but she was in a trance. Her eyes followed along his features as she imagines what his lips could taste like.

She found him attractive, and he preyed on it.

He bit his bottom lip as he tilted his head back. His eyes lowered just in time to see her legs twitch, which made him smirk more. If he wanted to, he knew he could easily lead her in some hidden room of the restaurant and give her body exactly what it's asking for.

Way too easy. He thought as he returned his gaze to her.

"I'll have the same as him." He will use his charming velvet voice that oozed liquid fire from his lips, all the while, eyes pointing in Jimin's direction.

"V-Very well." She spoke low as she grabbed their menus and scurried away.

"Really? Do you do that to every woman you see?" Jimin asked Taehyung while Hoseok grinned.

Taehyung shrugged. "What did I do?"

"You know. Eye banging our server right in front of us. Poor girl." Jimin shook his head.

Taehyung couldn't help but grin. "Seriously Jimin eye banging? Choice phrase coming from you."

"When will you settle down? We all have. Jin will ask Sooha to marry him any day now. What are you waiting for?" Jimin asked his friend.

"Ah, Jimin don't. Not at lunch. You're going to ruin my appetite and I'm starving." Taehyung attempted to brush off the subject of his bachelorhood.

"Then when? You need to stop bedding girls and find someone worth spending this life with."

"I don't have time for relationship but I have time for sex. That's really all I need." Taehyung explained.

"Just sex? You just love em and leave em, huh?" Hoseok sassed.

"I said nothing of love. Rule number one, don't fall in love. Rule number two, under no circumstances will you ever break rule number one. Its. Just. Sex." Taehyung stated as he took another sip of water.

"It's going to catch up to you Taehyung." Jimin spoke matter-of-factly.

"Maybe but please excuse me as I locate our server. There has been a change to my selection." Taehyung winked as he left the table.

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Hello Blonde Kim Taehyung. I've been waiting to write about you. +++🌹💋clw