"F-fuck. You're such a good cock sucker baby."

The girl was blobbing her head back and forth suppressing the incoming gags as she took the male's shaft halfway through and used her fingers to cover the length which she was unable to swallow.

"Just like that baby." The male who was receiving the pleasure buckled his hip front and back chocking the girl with his thick length as he rolled his eyes back coming in her mouth making her gag further.

"Do not spill any of it."

The male was quick to press her jaw tight and closed her mouth shut making her swallow all his cums. "Good girl. Now get lost." The girl wanted to whine as she was ready to ride him but Taehyung made sure to show her place which was outside his penthouse as he tied his bathrobe around his sculpted waist leaving his chiselled chest revealed under the silky black material.

With one swift action, he picked up the crystal whiskey glass and twirled the remaining liquid in it before allowing his throat to burn with the bitter liquid. He went ahead to pour another glass of whiskey from his bar counter when his mobile rang.

Taehyung walked over to the marble table and glanced at the caller ID.

"Suga?"

He declined the call. There is nothing important on a 2 o clock afternoon in a Monday which can bother the young tycoon who has the world of corporate under his feet at the tender age of 30. If he chooses to ignore then it's his right to do so. Taehyung is never the one to be bothered with the consequences of his actions.

It didn't matter when he just took over his family corporate at the age of 22 and it never will after 8 years of successfully riding the mile-high pride of being the youngest tycoon in the country and the APAC market.

The call went silent as the silver head continued to sip on his whiskey as he finished the poisoning drink while he took in the same boring skyscraper of his Upper East Side penthouse in Central Park Avenue, one of the most expensive listings in the city/country.

Moments later, his phone buzzed with a voice message notification.

"Kim Taehyung, if you're not in the office in an hour, I will cease all your expenses and refuse to provide any funds for your fucking night out with different hoes. Not to mention, I will stop replenishing all your expensive liquors. Saving the best for last, I will cease your Ferrari and give them to the street beggars if you disobey my command. Hope to see you soon, bye Tae!"

What sounded like a sweet tone over the phone carries a threatening command which not even the bad boy Taehyung would like to disobey.

"Shit! Not my fucking Ferrari!"

In a swift Taehyung was stripping off his silky robe as he swam through his walk-in closet picking a Dior suit from the sea of other luxury pieces elegantly lined for him.

With a new record time of 20 minutes, the silver head was out of the door in his red Ferrari which was threatened to be donated to random beggars as he raced against the time to his office. 

"I know you're one sexy ass beast." The silver head kissed the steering wheel of his lovely Ferrari as he pulled to the parking space right in front of the New York Plaza District, one of the most expensive office space in the entire USA.

He inspected his face in the rearview mirror, ruffled his slightly messed up but still styled silver locks before putting on Gucci shades. Just like that, Taehyung was down to swipe any single person on the street off their feet as he took his briefcase and walked down the lane to his office space.

"Good afternoon Mr Kim." The middle-aged lady at the front counter greeted the silver-haired man as Taehyung didn't even bother to look to her. The stoic expression in his face remained until he pressed the elevator button to his office level.

It was an everyday occurrence where the no-name lady at the counter would greet the young tycoon while Taehyung remains bratty and couldn't be bothered to reply her greetings.

Time passed by and the lady at the counter together with several other old-timers in the service building realized the kind of attitude the young business tycoon has hence they chose to ignore his cocky attitude and pay attention to their daily tasks.

That's how Taehyung has always portrayed himself as. A rich tycoon who single-handedly grows the share market across the Wall Street and London Stock exchange since the age of 25, just 3 years after familiarizing him with the market.

Taehyung never bothered to spare anyone any respect or care for he has his own best interest in heart and not anyone else. He is selfish and egoistic to the world out there. There aren't many who gets to kick some occasion senses into his stuck up brain apart from a few who knows when and how to push his buttons.

Person A: Suga / Yoongi, a successful corporate lawyer with dual expertise appointed as Taehyung's fiduciary (someone who holds an asset or trust/responsible to take care of their money).

Person B: Namjoon, Taehyungs's cousin brother who holds 10% of the company shares.

Person C: Jin, Taehyung's good old buddy (almost like an only buddy) from his time at high school. Jin is the strategic business analyst in the corporation who also acts as an advisor (personal/professional) for the silver head.

"Do you fucking need Suga to call me to blackmail me when you know I can't mess with his ass?"

That was Tae's first statement of complain as soon as he opened his office door knowing very well it's Jin who was sitting on his office couch, sipping on his lemonade.

"Brat you refuse to pick up my calls! You even have the fucking balls to block my contact which by the way you have not lifted since the party at Empire last weekend, what the fuck am I supposed to do?"

Jin cursed at his friend for making him lose his interest in the lemonade he was sipping.

"You can't use the blackmailing card on me anymore. I'm plotting to change my fiduciary." Taehyung loosened the scarf on his neck as he threw his briefcase towards his table smashing a few decorative glasses in the process.

"I didn't ask Suga to call you without any reason though. I needed you here Taehyung."

"The last time I checked, I am my boss and I cleared my schedule for this week coz I worked my ass off last week so I thought I can let off some steam whoring around. And then...someone chose to be a cockblocker."

"Do you ever think about anything else aside from fucking pussies?"

"Yes I do. I stick my dick up some gay ass too."

"Taehyung, you're being rude."

"I'm not fucking apologizing for speaking the truth and admitting I'm bi. So fuck off Jin."

The younger among the two rolled his eyes and went to his wine cooler in the office and poured him a glass of wine as he felt his intoxication from the whiskey and a good blow was snatched by Jin.

if you wonder why Jin is putting up with his bratty attitude and such a nonsense shitty character then you probably want to hold onto the fact that Jin knew Taehyung since high school days. They are two years apart making them a senior-junior combo since younger days.

Let's just say that back in the days, Taehyung was more bearable than he is now for reasons Jin can't point out. He just knew that somewhere along the line of having Taehyung growing up and owning his fortune, he changed.

"What was I suppose to do anyway?"

"You are needed here to discuss the expansion we are planning in Sydney and Korea. I needed you to meet some potential architectural firms we have in town to spearhead the project for building an office at the locations."

Taehyung took a sip of his wine and almost spit it out right after.

"Did you just threatened me here to the office for the sake of picking a firm to build my office?"

Jin shrugged his shoulder like it was nothing as his face gave out an unbothered look. "Yep." His bored outlook was replaced with a sly smirk when he notices how annoyed Taehyung got.

This is one of the perk being person A/B/C in Taehyung's list of 'bearable friends' as the silver head will never cross his limit to behead/worse, make them his mortal enemies. Each of them has contributed to his life on a personal level in one way or another.

"I don't give a damn Jin, just get whoever you see fit. Imma out of here."

"Taehyung! They all come with different budgets and qualifications with experiences, how am I suppose to know who you might prefer? I warn you to not be a dick to us when I assign someone and you hate the outcome!"

"I don't care, I can demolish the plan and rebuild."

"Which costs millions of dollars!"

"So what? I have billions more. now, why don't you be a good friend, a good senior and just pick a damn firm coz I don't care? Lucy is waiting for me in the bar, adios!" he said as he picked up his briefcase and adjusted his scarf.

"Who the heck is Lucy?"

"I don't know."

"Then why did you mention her name and seeing her in a bar?"

"Well I'm sure I can find a Lucy in the bar I'm going and I will just get another sexual release while you sit here and cry. If there is no one name Lucy then I will pay someone to be a Lucy. Bye Jin."

The silver head didn't wait, he walked out ignoring the yells from his friend as he retrieved to his Ferrari headed to Lux -  a club at downtown Manhattan which Taehyung invested 40% in their business.

"Fucking brat! Thank God he used to be cute!" Jin used his index finger to gently rub his temples before he picked the phone up to ring one of his best friend, the owner of one of the most successful architect firm in the US and Asia.

"Hello? How are you buddy? Before you say anything else, I need your help man. Can I meet you at your office? It's an emergency."

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So? How are we liking Taehyung so far?
I really want to smack his head so many times while I wrote this chapter.
He is gonna be a fun one.