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[A/N: Angst enthusiasts, this chapter is dedicated to you. Enjoy😋]

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"Dahyun-ah, wake up." Taehyung removed the fluffy blanket from his sister's face; it had consumed her body heat and sweet scent, but she snatched it immediately and pulled it over her face.

"It's morning again?" She groaned annoyingly under the blanket.

"Yeah, it's morning again." Taehyung left the blanket in defeat, instead he opened the window to welcome some oxygen and sunshine. "Dahyun-ah, look it's a beautiful day. And laziness is evil, so get up already."

Her one hand came out of the blanket like a ghost, groped her phone from the side table, then she uncovered her sleep drenched head to click a selfie. She didn't forget to put a 'V' sign over her eye.

Taehyung sighed. This girl was a selfie addict! "Don't spend too much time with your phone, help mom in cooking. She has so many other works."

Yawning the last trace of her sleep away, she finally got up. "Yeah, yeah, I get it." Taehyung was about to go out, she called him back, "Oppa, we missed you yesterday."

Smiling, he turned, "Really?" Then sat at the edge of the bed. After joining the office, he became so busy that he didn't have a heart to heart talk with her. "Then why didn't you all call me once?"

"It was mom's idea to not disturb you in the meeting." She went to her mirror to brush her untidy hair.

"Oh I forgot, I had a meeting." He smiled shyly, thinking about the fake story he created in front of his family. He recalled his private meeting with Jungkook last night, it was like one of his sweet dreams. His face suddenly flushed crimson remembering the naughty details and he tried not to look at his sister.

"What? How can you forget about your meeting yesterday?" She put her hairbrush down and turned around, "Oppa, I think that demon is giving you overwork. You should take some rest first." She was concerned.

Taehyung stood up, he didn't want to start this beautiful day with another lie. "Dahyun-ah, I have to go to the office. Sunoo is studying now, tell him that I'll bring his favorite cheese sandwich tonight." He added, "And your tteokbokki too.

"Really? Oppa, you're the best." She came dancing on her toes, hugged him tightly.

He slowly patted the back of her head, smiling, "I know my angel."

Taekook in this chapter ☝

Taehyung puffed out some air looking at the huge gate of his boss's castle-like house. There were few traces of yesterday's snowfall scattered all across the lawn. He hugged his grey waistcoat tightly around himself, he needed more warm clothes in this winter, but didn't want to pressurise his mother either. He was willing to wait for the first January, when he would get his first salary. Only few more days, he could do it.

"Hello." The middle aged maid bowed to him, Taehyung bowed back. "Sir is waiting for you upstairs." She showed her the direction, which Taehyung already knew.

The first floor was like a quest, a narrow snake-like corridor and several closed doors. One door, he recognized, he came earlier; Jungkook's closet. Just beside it, was Jungkook's bedroom.

He knocked on the door, "It's me, Taehyung." Then opened it a second later. "See I'm two minutes early todaaa-" His introduction cut halfway. Before he could realize anything, he got slammed on the closed door and he found his boss against him. Pressing his body lightly over him, Jungkook attached their lips aggressively.

Taehyung's body reacted before his brain caught up. He ran his fingers over his boss's semi wet locks and deepened the kiss. Their mouths were moving in a rhythm, tongues were fighting for dominance, eyes closed in a meditative concentration. It was intense.

Taehyung didn't know when he became so desperate for some oxygen and pulled his face back. He couldn’t move, but he could speak, "Jungkook we've office."

"Office can wait, but I can't." Jungkook chased after him and licked his bottom lip, then slowly traced his tongue over his neck and sucked hard.

A small 'Aah-' left from Taehyung's slightly parted lips, "Are you a vampire?"

Jungkook grinned over him, obviously enjoying the discomfort. "Worse than a vampire."

"Devil."

Jungkook smirked, "Yes! And you're in hell." He softly nuzzled on the crook of his neck.

"Jungkook, stop." Taehyung giggled, "You're tickling me."

"Should I do something else?" He breathily whispered. Taehyung covered his face to hide his prominent blush and looked away.

The walls of Jungkook's room were painted beige, short of cream in colour. Everything sat in their right places, the furniture elegant, not too bright, the contrast between the curtains and the bedsheets was just Taehyung's dreamlike. "Wow! This can't be hell."

"As long as I'm here, it is." The devil mischievously smiled and got back to his neck again. Slowly undoing his buttons, he exposed his chest.

"We'll be late." His secretary seemed really concerned. Well not internally.

"Tell me about today's schedule." He spoke giving open mouthed kisses all over his neck and chest.

"T-today you have four important appointments and one general visit to the factory. Ah- Jungkook!… Today is Monday, only one week left for Christmas, so we have a very limited time to organize gifts and gift vouchers. And-" Taehyung couldn't speak more as the devil started sucking one of his nipples.

"Continue." Jungkook ordered. His dark hair was ruffled, he wore a black shirt, neatly tucked into his tailored suit pants.

"Oh fuck!" His secretary chimed, then corrected his words immediately, "Sorry."

Jungkook left his body and concentrated on his expression. The corner of his lips twitched upward, looking at his secretary's shy blushing face. "You're so cute."

Taehyung pouted, "And you're taking advantage of my cuteness."

"Absolutely!" He grinned.

It became Taehyung's favorite thing to see him smile. He looked more babyish when his bunny teeth were on display. Who could say, this man claimed himself as a devil? He was totally a cuddly baby inside.

"Shall we go now?" He raised his wrist to show him the time, it was 9.44. Jungkook made an 'O' shaped mouth and went to his bed to grab his purple suit.

'Damn it. I shouldn't have shown him the time.'—Taehyung bit his mouth as he came out of the room after his boss.

As soon as they reached the office, Jungkook's 'Matrix' mode was activated. His eyes didn't show any emotions except managerial professionalism.

"Taehyung, Mr Zang Chi of Taiwan will be coming around twelve. Receive him from the gate and take him to the conference room respectfully. He's a very important dealer of our cars there, remember that." Said Jungkook when he took his chair, Taehyung agreed.

A light knock grabbed their attention towards the door, "Sir it's me Sejin." Sejin came in with a huge grin on his face. "I came back from Hawaii just a couple of hours ago."

Taehyung smiled silently, that guy was simpering like he had just come out of a 'Jumanji' book.

"Welcome back Sejin. Now that you've come back, Taehyung's works will be divided." Jungkook told him to take a seat and explained both of his secretaries working schedules. At the end he said, "Taehyung is still learning many things, help him whenever he needs you."

"Of course sir. But where should I sit? I mean are we sharing our office room?" Sejin said, looking at the other secretary. Taehyung looked at Jungkook for the answer.

"Since we have a very busy day today, you can sit at the corner of my room. Over the sofa." He showed him a table and a small sofa, which he used occasionally and turned his eyes to Taehyung, "Taehyung, you use the room for today, I'll manage some other room for you tomorrow."

"Ok sir. What shall I do now?" Taehyung asked.

"Go and tell Namjoon to submit the gift voucher's list." Jungkook's eyes traced Taehyung as he left the room, then to his first secretary Sejin. "Sejin, I want you to go and check our factory works first. I'll be busy today so don't know if I can make time for my weekly visit there."

"No problem sir."

"Another thing." Leaning back on his ergonomic chair, Jungkook rubbed his lower lip with the tip of his finger.

"Yes sir, please tell me." Sejin sat forward, in a restrained seriousness, he knew something was bothering his boss.

Jungkook thought for a moment and pulled out a thick brown envelope from his drawer and put it in front of his secretary. "I'm giving you three hundred thousand won in cash. Take it to the UFC bank after visiting the factory and clear all the loan payments under Mr Kim Minsoo."

"Kim Minso as in your father's driver and Mr Kim's father?" Sejin knew him well since he had to go with the former CEO to many important places before. "But you're the one who asked me to talk with every small company so that he couldn't get a job."

"I know, but I didn't know that family is going through a major economic crisis. Don't ask anything more and do it without him knowing." Sejin nodded and left him alone.

Jungkook released a deep sigh, resting his head on the headboard, he closed his eyes. He hoped Taehyung wouldn't worry more about his family problems and concentrate more on his work. Worry on Taehyung's face didn't match his cuteness, he looked better when he wasn't thinking about anything. A shy smile appeared on his lips, thinking about his beautiful rectangular smile. Jungkook couldn't wait for the night when they would be alone for sometime.

It didn't take another minute when Namjoon knocked on his door. Taehyung came behind him. "Namjoon, where's the list."

"Here it is. Take a look." Namjoon placed a wide file over the other papers on the table, "It's the total six hundred employee's gift money list. Two point six million wons." He drew his boss's attention to the total amount, which he circled with a red ink.

"Oh, that's a huge amount." Taehyung said from his side.

Jungkook answered instead of his assistant. "Yes, since this year's gift budget increased to seventy percent. Namjoon hyung, did you search a good departmental store?"

"Yeah." Namjoon agreed with a nod. "Danial recommended a good store near our office. Shoppers Paradise. Most of our workers are from this area so it will be beneficial for them. And the manager there is willing to give our workers special Christmas gifts. So in my opinion, that shop will be the best. Do you want me to withdraw the sum and send it to that store?" Spoke Namjoon with his business-like seriousness. If Taehyung didn't see his soft side in the restaurant, he would definitely suspect him as a robot.

"It would be good but Mr Zang Chi is coming today. And then some new dealers. You're needed here hyung." Jungkook checked his wrist watch, only fifteen minutes left from twelve. He turned his attention to Taehyung, "Taehyung, if you don't have any important work, then do this. Just take this check to the bank, withdraw the money and give it to the manager of Shoppers Paradise. Ok?" He pulled out his checkbook, and tore a check for him, wrote down the amount with his signature and handed it to his secretary.

Taehyung took it with a slight hesitation, "But you told me to escort your very important Taiwanese guest." He reminded him.

"Yeah, he could come anytime. Just take him to the meeting room, then go to the bank. Take a company's car and hand over the money carefully to their manager. Tell them to make the vouchers before twenty second December and most importantly, don't forget to take the money receipt."

"Yes sir. I'm going right away." Taehyung smiled but Jungkook didn't smile back, so many things were going on inside his head. He just said,

"Be careful on your way." A casual reminder that he cared for him.

Taehyung received the Taiwanese guest with his best hospitality. Respectfully took him to the meeting room and informed Jungkook. He took the elevator again to go down, happy with his work, happy with his life. Smiled on his own, thinking about his encounter with the little devil in the morning.

His smile fed away when the man he disliked the most in this office, joined him in the elevator. He turned away.

"It's you again?" Daniel put his hands on his hip pockets and checked him thoroughly, a mocking smirk was plastered on his face. "Too bad that you have to leave the office soon."

Taehyung could feel all the bad vives drifting from the man besides him. "What do you mean?"

Daniel faked his sadness, "I mean, Sejin is back now, so your time has come to say bye bye." Then suddenly he got all serious, tilted his head, still smirking, "Anyway, your slut sister is doing a great job. Tell her to upload more nude pictures."

Taehyung snapped his head, "What the hell are you trying to say?"

Daniel rolled his tongue like he was gossiping about the biggest secret, "Didn't you hear me? Should I repeat? Your sister was sending her nude pictures to her boyfriend, and that guy sold them to me."

He stared down at him, unable to believe his ears and eyes. "You, you're telling lies."

"You don't believe me?" Daniel stopped the elevator from going down and pushed the up button. "Come with me."

Taehyung thought he might faint if this guy was right, "Daniel-ssi, you're wasting my time." He didn't want to go after him, he had to go to the bank, but that dude was talking nonsense about his family, his sweet sister. How could he let it go?

Daniel walked to his office-room with confident steps, "Just wait a bit and see with your eyes." He opened the door and then opened his laptop and turned the screen to the other man. "Can you recognize her? She's sexy right?" He winked, vulgarity was manifesting from his eyes.

"Noo!" Taehyung's eyes blurred with hues, he was seeing the things which a brother shouldn't mean to see. There were more than fifty nude pictures of his sister, appearing like a presentation. "This can't be true. Dahyun can't do this." He still couldn't believe in his eyes. Eyes can betray. "Delete these please."

"Do you want me to delete all these?" Daniel laughed like a vamp in the black and white movies, "Why?"

"Because what you're doing is wrong." His voice became wet.

"Really?" Daniel twirled his chair and sat on it. Swinging side by side he said, "Ok. I'll delete it. As you're insisting me to. But you have to do something for me."

"What do you want?" Taehyung was damn desperate to do anything.

"Bring me a coffee and sandwich at first. Then I'll talk."

That's it?

"What?" It was unexpected.

Daniel frowned, "What-what? Don't you wanna save your unmarried sister from embarrassment?"

"Al right." Taehyung put down the file he was holding for sometime and hurried to go to the canteen. He wasn't thinking straight, he ordered a black coffee with chicken sandwich and came running to the place he left before. "Here, take it and tell me what you want."

"Wow. I must say, your running speed is impressive." Daniel was still sitting on his chair, scrolling the photographs with lazy hands.

"Delete those pics now. Please." Taehyung could only beg.

"Sure pretty boy but you have to polish my shoes now. But be careful, these are branded."

Could he just kill him?

It was clear that this guy wanted to blackmail Taehyung and make him suffer in every possible way. He bent but suddenly remembered something, some of these pictures were so odd. He has seen her these expressions before. Taehyung threw a challenging glare, "You're misleading me. These pictures are edited."

"So you realized it now. Dumbo." Daniel chuckled bitterly. "Of course these are edited. Your sister likes to fly like a social butterfly. Her Instagram is full of selfies. It's not hard to edit them as per my own mood." He shrugged like it wasn't a big deal.

Taehyung narrowed his eyes on him, "You're a psycho. Jungkook should know about this."

"Jungkook should know about what?" Daniel mimicked him, "You think jungkook doesn't know it? Dude, I'm not that rich to do these things without any backups. It's his plan to throw you out from the company like this."

Taehyung growled, this boy had reached his limit, "You're telling lies again."

Daniel denied with a confident glare, "Oh really? Then why don't you go and ask him?" Ha put up his shoes on the table and crossed it. Taehyung moved to the door but halted when he spat again, "Wait, before you go, I have a free suggestion for you. resign now, so that you won't get yourself into further humiliation."

Taehyung's hands balled into fists, as his erratic breathing took place. He hadn't punched for some days, his hands were twitching to punch that guy, but first thing first. He went to the upper floor instead of going down and raged to the meeting room like a thunder.

"Jungkook, I need to talk with you."

Jungkook had just started his conversation with Mr Zang Chi when Taehyung entered without asking for permission. His eyes locked with his secretary for a second, then traveled towards Namjoon and Mr Chi, then back at his secretary. "What happened, secretary Kim? Can't you see I'm having an important conversation here?"

Taehyung got startled at first, he forgot to knock, but what was done, couldn't be taken back, so he continued, "It won't take long, just five minutes."

Jungkook's eyes got darker this time. He wasn't a person who would tolerate unprofessionalism. "Have you done the work I gave you."

"No, I was on my way to the bank but-"

"But? Are you taking this lightly? Just do your task first then I'll talk with you." Jungkook turned his whole attention towards his guest.

"Alright." Taehyung sighed and got himself out from there. It was true that he got scolded by his crush but this time he couldn't blame him. It was his fault to shove his sharp nose in between an important conversation.

Taehyung couldn't stay calm for a moment. What Daniel did to him was totally not right. He was fully aware of these office politics but this dude was crossing his boundary. How could he tell him to resign like that? He was doing his job well, Jungkook was happy with him, then why would he resign? If anyone should resign, then it would be him. Daniel. For blackmailing an employee.

He jumped a red light on his way, not deliberately, he had forgotten to look at the signal. His mood was still off when he gave the check to the bank manager. Jungkook called him before so the manager took him inside as soon as he asked for him. He didn't bother to count the money. Jungkook said the manager was his friend so he trusted them.

He then went to the five storey departmental store 'Shoppers Paradise' and gave the list along with the money to their manager. Taehyung collected the receipt and headed to his office, but couldn't help thinking about his family. His sister.

"Congratulations Jungkook for getting a new deal." Namjoon got up to cheer his boss as their meeting ended in a positive way. Jungkook hugged him.

"I'm glad that today's meeting went well. Surely Mr Chi is a good person." Jungkook said when his guest left their office after signing a contract.

"He even offered us free shipping. Which was a great benefit for the company." Namjoon's dimples came out as he smiled proudly with the younger.

Jungkook's mood became much lighter, "Hey wanna go out for lunch? I'll call Jin hyung, Sejin and Taehyung. I just want to celebrate this victory."

Namjoon saddened his face, "I wish I could but I have some other important works." He collected his file and headed to his office, but he seemed like he wanted to celebrate too. "Umm what about dinner? Five of us could go out together."

Jungkook agreed. "Sounds nice. Some new dealers are coming in this afternoon, finish your important work before then, ok?" His whole day was packed so dinner would be the best choice to release the day's tension.

"Yes sir." Namjoon bowed slightly before leaving the room.

Jungkook retrieved his phone out of his pocket to call Taehyung. He didn't mean to talk with him harshly but that time he was discussing something important with his guest. He felt he should talk with him for a minute and ask him what he wanted to say. At the same moment his phone vibrated; the message was from Korean National Bank. "3 million won? Why is it showing 3 million?" He murmured with a frown. A light knock, he looked at the door. It was Sejin. "Sejin, tell me the details about our factory. Is everything alright there?"

Sejin entered the room with a nod. "Everything is fine there sir, but-" He hesitated, looking nervous.

"What is it! Tell me." Jungkook came near him, looking into his eyes, he searched for the root of his hesitation.

Digging out the same brown envelope from his bag, Sejin held it forward, "Here's your money you gave me in the morning. Somebody just paid all the loan today before I could and released their land papers from the bank."

It was unexpected, "Oh I see. But Taehyung said they didn't even have money to pay one installment, how can they clear all the sum?" Jungkook took the envelope, lingering his gaze on this he sighed.

"I don't know sir." How could his secretary know!

"I've to talk with taehyung."

"I think so too." Sejin agreed

"Another thing came up." Jungkook was unsure about this. "I gave him a check of two-point-six million won but the bank is showing they debited 3 million won from my account."

"What? You should call the bank to confirm. Banks sometimes make mistakes too." Sejin knew bank works. He worked in a bank before.

Considering that idea Jungkook called the bank manager. He knew that man very well.

"Hello Mr Jeon, how can I help you?" The bank manager replied instantly.

"Hello Mr Choi. My secretary went to withdraw money today. Can you tell me what was the amount?"

"Sure, I myself gave him the money. It was 3 million won.

"Do you have the check?" Jungkook could feel his heartbeat in his ears. The bank manager would never lie, he knew Jungkook's power very well.

"Yes I have it. Should I send it by post? Or do you want me to send a photocopy of it?"

"Yes please. Send me the photo copy first then the check." Jungkook needed to know the truth. How could the check change within an hour? It was almost impossible.

"I'm sending it right away Mr Jeon." And the manager did. Jungkook's phone buzzed again. Looking at the six zeros after the number '3' he gritted his teeth.

"They are telling the truth."

"Why did you trust him with all that money?" Sejin was surprised. "He just joined ten days ago. You don't even know him well."  He had a valid point.

"I know, but I trusted him." Jungkook closed his burning eyes and a thought striked. That departmental store's CEO might know something. He took some time to search their number and called. "Hello, it's Jeon Jungkook from Jundai cars. Did my secretary give you the money today?"

The CEO talked calmly, "Yes he came and gave us the list with two million and six hundred thousand won in cash. We've already started our work, sir. Don't worry, you'll get all our gift vouchers before twenty first. Hello sir. Hello."

"Sir, what happened?" Sejin was concerned to see his boss's frustrated expression. His eyes weren't blinking, jaws clenched tightly together, hands shaking vigorously holding the phone. What just happened! "Sir!" Sejin called him again.

Jungkook couldn't speak for a moment, "This can't be true." He stormed out of the meeting room in a brewing rage. When he was about to enter Taehyung's cabin, Daniel approached him, like he was waiting for him there.

"Sir, you here?" Daniel seemed surprised, like a boss coming to his secretary's room was a forbidden thing in Korea.

Jungkook definitely wasn't pleased to see him. "What are you doing here Daniel?"

"I was just going to your secretary Mr Kim." Daniel scratched his head. When Jungkook gave him a glare, he continued, "When we were sharing the elevator, something fell down from his pocket." He pulled out a long pen-like object which had an eraser at the tip. "It's a pen eraser sir. I don't know what he was doing with it."

Sejin also had an ink eraser but it wasn't like this. "Wow Daniel-ssi, it's a new model."

"Yeah," Daniel spoke, looking at his boss, "It can smoothly erase ink from forms or checks." He rolled his tongue to pronounce the last word.

Jungkook's eyes burned at once. He certainly wasn't expecting some fuels to his already burning brain. "Are you sure it wasn't there before?" He needed to confirm everything.

"No. I saw it with my own two eyes, it fell down from his pocket." Daniel's eyes got bigger as he explained, "He was sweating in this cold and seemed pretty much nervous. I asked him politely, do you need anything Mr Kim? He just showed me attitude and quickly walked from there, and this thing fell from his pocket in the meantime when he was pulling out his hanky."

That was it. Everything was crystal.

"Taehyung," Jungkook opened the door with a loud thud and stormed in.

"Jungkook!" Taehyung left his chair as soon as he saw the younger. He was so happy to see him that he came towards him to hug him but halted halfway when he saw two other men coming after his boss. Sejin and Denial.

"Mr Kim Taehyung, show me the bill the departmental store gave you." Jungkook's voice was dead-pan.

As he was aware of his boss's angry-young-man nature, Taehyung must not feel hurt, but he felt, because he thought things between them had changed, "It's here."

"What's the amount?" Jungkook asked looking into his eyes, not the piece of paper he was holding.

Taehyung rechecked the amount, "Two point six million won."

"How much money did you take out from the bank?" Jungkook didn't blink, neither showed any emotions. Taehyung suddenly felt chills running through his body. Jungkook muttered under his breath, "Answer me."

"Two point six I guess, just as you gave me." He felt agitated, nervous, jittery at the same time. How could he tell Jungkook that he was so down with his thoughts that he didn't count the amount before giving them.

Jungkook unlocked his phone, opened a particular file and held it up in front of his eyes. "Here's the check the bank received. It's saying three million won."

"But how?" Taehyung was amused, how could this be true!

"Didn't you count the money before giving it to the departmental store?"

Taehyung was taken aback by the intended venom in his boss's words. "I- um no. I didn't check it." He lowered his head, trying hard to recall the check he gave to the bank, but Jungkook's harsh words were his current concern. He couldn't think at all.

"Great. Now tell me where's the rest of the money? Where's the Goddamn four hundred thousand won?" Jungkook's jaws tensed. He needed the answer more than anything. It was his decision to send Taehyung with the check. If it was true that Taehyung erased his handwriting and increased the amount, it would be his own fault to trust him blindly.

Taehyung had no idea what was going on there. "I don't know Jungkook. You're insinuating me-"

"It's sir for you." If Jungkook screamed a little louder, Taehyung's ears might have blusted. "I'm sick and tired of giving you the same speech! Where the hell is the money?"

Even at his lowest moments this morning, Taehyung hadn’t imagined anything could hurt as much as those words. He licked his lips, and slowly locked their eyes, eyes glittered as he spoke, "Sorry SIR, but I gave all the money to that departmental store manager. He counted it and gave me the receipt. Maybe the bank is telling the lies."

"If there's anyone telling the lies, it's you." Daniel spoke bitterly from Jungkook's back. His eyes mocked Taehyung, enjoying his distress.

Taehyung's eyes moved past his boss to the man who dared to play with his emotions. "What? You," He pointed at him. "Sir, this person is a snake. He-" But his sir wasn't in the mood to listen to him.

"Just shut up Kim. You stole our company's money to clear your home loan. You could have asked me about the money. Or took a loan from this company. Why did you have to steal like a con?"

"No!!" He wiped a tear before it touched his cheek, this was all wrong. Jungkook was wrong. "I didn't, I swear."

"Yes you did." Said Jungkook firmly. As long as he didn't want it to be true, but what was happening here, it only led to one direction. "Sejin went to your UFC Bank and they told him that it was cleared today. Even they returned your property papers you had mortgaged.

"This can't happen, we don't have that much money." Taehyung was on the verge of crying. This day surely was his worst.

"Then where's this money came from? Do you have a millionaire uncle or just won a lottery?" Jungkook pathetically spatted, then he gulped the lump which was forming in his throat, he couldn't believe what he was saying. The feeling of betrayal was the worst. He wished that Taehyung would confess his guilt and make things easier for him.

Taehyung slowly turned his gaze to the other people in the room, Sejin was looking at him with pitiful eyes, where Daniel was holding his same cruel smugness, but those things couldn't affect him at all. It was Jungkook's disappointed expression on him, made his heart race to the point of pain. It was the same man who told him that he trusted him by looking into his eyes, it was the same man who said he liked him just a day before. Were those all lies? "Jungkook please listen to me. I'm telling you the truth. You said that you trust me."

Jungkook clenched his fists, sweat tickled his forehead, he muttered word by word, spitting all his anger. "Yes I trusted you, and it was the biggest mistake of my life. You acted all innocent to win my trust and stabbed a knife on my back like a coward."

"Jungkook!"

"Stop calling me by my name. You thief—" Jungkook raised his hand to slap him, but stopped midway when he remembered last night, instead he slammed his fist to the glass table, making his knuckles bleed.

Sejin came forward, concerned. He slowly lifted his boss's bleeding hand and wiped the raw blood with his handkerchief. Taehyung had been robbed off the ability to speak, the energy being drained both mentally and physically. He lowered his head as he desperately wanted to burrow his face from the world.

"Sir, I think you should call the police. This person deserves a punishment." Daniel spoke out. The smug expression on his face would have been more irritating than him.

"No please." Taehyung whispered, still looking down, tears were falling like raindrops. He was mostly thinking about his mom, she couldn't take this humiliation.

But Sejin agreed with him, "Sir this time I agree with Daniel sir. This is not a huge amount but it's still a theft."

"No need for that. I don't want any bad reputation for my company." Jungkook's voice was husky, more like a comand. He ignored the pain on his hand and took a blank notepad from the table, looking at Taehyung he calmly spoke, "Here write down your resignation letter. You don't deserve this company."

Taehyung couldn't hold back anymore. A keen sob left from his tightly pressed lips.

"Now he's crying." Daniel smugly uttered.

Jungkook roughly growled, "Can't you hear me clearly? I said write down your resignation letter now. I don't need two secretaries. Just get out of my office."

'I don't need two secretaries?' The words kept ringing in Taehyung's ear like an alarm bell. So what Daniel told him earlier was right! It was clear now. Why would anyone need an extra secretary when he had a qualified secretary like Sejin? "Oh I get it now." He wiped his tears clean with the sleeve of his shirt and looked up. "It was all your plan from the beginning. To throw me out of this office. You planned all these, right?"

"What?" Jungkook couldn't believe in his eyes. That guy had some nerve! Looking at his face and talking with some arrogance, "You're blaming me? Are you out of your mind?"

Taehyung had no doubt anymore, things were becoming clear to him. "Yes jeon jungkook." He came closer, challenging him looking deep into his eyes, "You're a big motherfucker who knows how to fuk with other people's minds."

"How dare you!"

Taehyung snapped, "How dare you toying with me? How dare you, blaming me for stealing money? How dare you, making me fall in love with you?" He couldn't speak for a while. Tears began to sting his vision. Each and every molecule of his nerves helped him to stand steel.

Jungkook left a hollow sigh, unable to focus on anything, "Just write the Goddamn letter!"

"Sure." Taehyung slightly bent over the table to write his registration letter, what could be more perfect than writing his resignation because his boss wanted him disappeared from there badly, but the false accusations they created; was beyond his understanding. He signed under the paper, his hands shaken a bit, then tore the letter from that notepad, folded once and held it up before his ex-boss, "Here take it."

"Wait sir, don't you want your money back?" Daniel was concerned about the company more than the actual owner.

Taehyung gave him a sharp glare, "I'll return all of it. Just give me some time."

"I don't need the money." Jungkook calmly spoke, eyes dark: a black fog enveloped him—blinding him completely. "Just go from here and don't ever show your face again."

Taehyung closed the door of the elevator before it started rushing down. He felt relieved coming out of that suffocating room. His knees wobbled as he collapsed more than sat on the floor, the air rushing from his lungs with an explosive sigh.

There wasn't a single emotion that didn't cross his face. His face fell in the hollow of his crossed arm as his body shook with the heavy sobs. At a feckless moment like this, he could only think about his safe place, his mother's warm arms. He just wanted his mother to securely embrace him like she used to do in this childhood whenever he got hurt. "Mom, I'm so sorry."

He rubbed his cheeks crazily with his sleeve. Pensive. Tried to remove the last traces of that man's touch from the morning. But how could he erase him from his memories? He knew his pathetic memories would lead him to nowhere. 'Stop calling me by my name—' HE said and Taehyung would never. 'Don't ever show your face again—' he would never, never. 'You're a thief—' he would never forget this line.

He got up as the elevator stopped with a 'ping' sound. He got out of that office building with an empty heart, didn't even look behind. 'Jeon Jungkook'— the pathetic chapter of his life ended here.

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