"Are you sure that you don't want me to be here? This boss of yours... Taehyung or whatever... he is suspicious and I did not enjoy the way he was looking at you," my relationship status said as I placed my suitcase on the bed of my new bedroom.

I sighed quite annoyed.

"Your brother found me a good place. Tell him I'm really grateful, Hoseok," completely ignoring him.

"Okay babygirl. You have fun okay? I will visit you as much as I can. Call me when you need me. I'll be working on-"

I stopped him from continuing, "This is police stuff. I can take care of my self."

He frowned, but I was too busy to talk any longer.

He kissed me cheek, and walked out of the apartment leaving me to myself without another word.

"That's right, Hobi. You go rant to a bitch that actually gives a fuck," I said to myself as I unfolded my clothes.

~~~~~~Day 2

It was only about time I got a call for my training.

I still needed at least some knowledge of what my job position would have me deal with.
Although, my passion and excitement prepared me for anything.

This is my dream.

This is where I belong.

With a few times of confusion, I found my way to the boss' office.

He was alone in there. I expected another guard or something, but I guess Hoseok's brother gave a good word about me.

"So you were a teacher?" He said turning his chair to face me.

"Yep," there was an echo from my voice. His office was just that spacious.

"In forensics? Like speech and shit?"

His profanity..... oh how sexy.

"No. Those forensics involve elements of criminology, sir," I explained.

(A/N: im taking a forensics class in school rn yall i fuckin solved 5 crimes in one week Im meant for this job *clap*)

"Okay perfect. Well you are gonna be working kind of alone right now. You'll have a team, but... your position is more single work," he explained.

I nodded, "alright. Perfect. Whatever I have to do."

He kind of sat silent for a little bit. It wasn't necessarily dark in his office, but I couldn't see him that well for some odd reason.

He was staring at me as if he wanted to eat me, and I almost had no issue with that.

"Okay," he said out of utter silence which made my heart jump out of shock.

I swallowed my saliva, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"Ill call you later. I kind of need to see wether you'd be better to kill him or work with him,"

"Excuse me?" I choked.

"Im kidding," he said unamused.

Also, who is him??

"I didn't sign up to kill anybody. I really hope Im doing what I think Im going to be doing, sir," I was serious.

"Of course. Let me just call you later. I have an appointment with someone very very important in about 2 minutes," he looked at his watch.

I nodded, bowed, and walked out.

I just wanted to know more than this, but clearly this boss is quite strange, and I came for nothing.

~~~~~~Later That Day

I was watching and admiring the art of BDSM pornography, almost about to break my wrist from the amount of boredom I had if you catch where I'm going with that.

I was waiting for something to do for fucks sakes. I came here to work 24/7, not to isolate myself.

Just as I was about to bust a nut, I heard a loud bang on my door.

(A/N: i tried so hard to make this a more serious fanfic but if you know me I literally just cant go without bustin nuts in my fics xD)

I put my pants back on, and casually without washing my hand, I went to open up.

If it was boss daddy, I wouldn't mind shoving my used fingers through his pretty lips, but he gave me a more "ill choke you if you ask" kinda vibe.

It wasn't boss daddy.

It was....

Nobody.

"Hello?" I questioned looking both ways down the hallway, but clearly there was nobody.

I let it slide, and just closed the door.

Then I heard a bang on the door again, but also the bed screech all the way from the bedroom.

"Hello!?" I was more freaked out now.

I quickly went over to the bedroom, because I am a dumbass and instead of saving my possibly at risk life, I was there to see who tf and why tf.

I open the bedroom door, and my eyes automatically land on the bed.

There was a man.

On my bed.

I was almost shocked until I explored what he was doing.

He was on all fours..... his tongue out..... he was licking the mess I made off my sheets.

"What the fuck?" I whispered.

His reflex was so fast, his eyes immediately landed on me.

I had a strange feeling.

This man that was on my bed wasn't normal.

He had a strange presence.

But I wasn't just going to stay there, dumb.

"How did you teleport here? What are you and who are you?"

He didnt answer.... he fucking growled.

I felt my skin crawl. My tongue twist. I felt my vagina tighten, and my legs press together as if I was doing a defense mechanism against the guy.

All of a sudden, he got off the bed, and I swear his eyes were glowing red.

"How wonderful. A little kinky, kitten," he said in a voice seemingly much more deeper than you would assume.

I was speechless.

He came around me and after just a few seconds, I felt myself get drowsy.

"Do you scratch or bite, little one?" He asked again in that same voice that made me almost fall in a trance.

I felt controlled.

I felt controlled by this voice, by his eyes, by his body...

I wasn't myself anymore.

"Hm?" He roughly grabbed my hair and arched it back with his left hand... his right hand sliding right down my pants to my pussy.

I felt out of my own body. I couldn't stop him. I didn't feel like I wanted to stop him.

"I bite, Satan," words came out of my mouth yet I had no consciousness of my own existence.

Who am I?

Where am I?

Satan?