Kim Taehyung /

Kim Taehyung, most dangerous and wealthiest man ever existed, network over sextillion, mansions, cars, penthouses all around the world that each cost over quadrillion, 6’2” , 31 years old, is your ex boyfriend, you broke up two years ago, after he caught you kissing his biggest rival.

he was also the CEO of one of the most successful companies in New York, a coverup for his criminal life. you were looking for a job, and after two months of looking, you finally found a job at Taehyung’s company for the personal assistant position, without having any clues about the fact that he owned it.

You were sitting in the waiting area, bouncing your leg in nervousness, because you needed this job to pay your mother’s surgery, and it was your last chance to start a job and make money for the surgery before the doctors stopped the treatments, stage three chest cancer.

After what felt like a decade, you were finally called in his office, and you stood up, making your way to the tall mahogany door of his office, hands trembling slightly.

The secretary, a sexy woman with long blonde hair and tanned skin, lead you to his office, knocking softly and opening the door for you.

your heart stopped beating for a moment when you saw him, Taehyung, even more handsome than before, but colder and more emotionless than ever, typing something on his MacBook.

When he raised his eyes from the screen, you noticed the secretary sent him a flying kiss before leaving, earning a small smirk from him, and that’s when you realized that she was his new girlfriend.

You sat across from him, fidgeting nervously with your fingers, your heart pounding after seeing him again, something inside you aching after finally seeing him, but with his new girlfriend.