Nights with Mr Jeon
Chapter1
A busy man and A business man
Cold, Billionaire man, mysterys, Untouchable, and Desirable.
Cool, Smart, beautiful, hate Jungkook so much
Kim taehyung
"seriously?" I ask them with a surprised Pikachu face.
My dad nods as he walks away with the plate of chopped apples.
Kim taehyung
"I don't even get pocket money or monthly allowances like other kids." I express my bad luck as I follow him to the kitchen, where my mother is baking an apple pie for us.
Mr kim
"You are living here for free. You never pay for the food you eat, Wi-Fi you use, electricity, and all the luxury we have provided you."
Geezz.. He didn't have to tell me I am broke.
Mrs kim
"taehyung, your father is right. You are 21 years old. No more a child."
My mother reveals the harsh reality to me that I didn't want to hear.
Kim taehyung
"But I thought you didn't want us to work and focus on our studies completely." This is hypocrisy!
Mr kim
"Yes. But now you have grown up. You want money for your project? Go earn it like other kids."
My dad tells me as if closing the contance with a noriod
I take my angry steps back to my room and slam the door shut behind me. I can't believe my parents discarded me as a princess, what is my birthright!
I think of ways to earn instant money for my last semester's project. I am too depressed to work, too poor for a loan, not too dumb for a sugar daddy and not too hot to strip.
Kim taehyung
I am fucked! That too without a condom.
Kim taehyung
Now, I have only one option left. To sell my baby. I pull out the draft of my book that I have been writing since past three years. Though it completed years ago and readers loved it online, it is finally time for me to publish it.
Flash of past passes through my head as I think about the people I wrote this book upon. I shake those traumatic feeling that send chills of horror even now. I have lived that phase of my life and now, I am smarter enough to know it's a trap or illusion created by my pretty head.
Kim taehyung
Shits happen to everyone. Move on!
I pull on a red silk shirt and below a black jeans that I bought last week from Target,
After a two and a half hour ride to Bellevue city, I stop at Pegasus Publishing House. They are famously known for their interviews and media printing. I had mailed them for a meeting and luckily they found a liking in my book.
My knees shake with nervousness as I wait for my turn outside the editor's cabin. I hear an aggressive debate happening behind the door, as if chaos is rumbling, and I wonder if this is the right time for me to be here.
Suddenly the door swings opens, hitting the wall as two anxious men and a tall woman in five inch heals and cat eye glasses walk out in panic.
Kim taehyung
"How did this happen so suddenly? I can't cancel this interview!"
Kim taehyung
I instantly stand up in my feet.
"Good afternoon, ma'am." And give her my best smile.
Roxanne
She jerks her head and looks at me with a startle. Her gaze sweeps over my hair, silky shirt and jeans as if guessing the price. "You. What is your name?"
Kim taehyung
"It's kim taehyung. We talked over mail about my book,
She instantly cuts me off,
Roxanne
"Listen. I'll pay you 150 dollars if you will go take this interview for me. My journalist got a diarrhea and she is busy shitting in her washroom.
I have no one else ready here right now."
Her red lips move hastily, but my brain's needle stops at the amount she is offering.
Kim taehyung
One hundred and fifty dollars for just asking questions? This looks like a deal sent by Jesus!
Roxanne
"Three hundred dollars." I push my luck after looking at her desperation. "Two hundred dollars and fix your hair." She barks and points her finger at the two men, "Team up with him."
Kim taehyung
"And what about my book?" I ask her as she turns her heels towards her cabin in a do-not-disturb-me walk.
Roxanne
"I will decide after the interview."
With that, she slams the door in my face. Instantly the two men stuff me into a white car outside and fill me up with details.
Man : "This will be a quick twenty minutes interview. You will be given a recorder and list of questions you need to ask within the time limit." The one with round glasses hands me a notepad and a small black color gadget that looks like a remote of a dildo.
Man : "Just ask question and let him speak. Try to get him into as much as details you could and try smiling more." He says after looking at me and I instantly spread my lips for trial.
Kim taehyung
I can smile the whole day for two hundred dollars!
Man : "Yeah, good. Now open your hair and remember to sit straight and cross your leg. Right leg above the left one." He instructs me, and I nod like an obedient dog.
I instantly discard the band from my hair and throw it away like a used condom. I shake my hair like Shaggy told to shake that booty and I take a deep breath as the car halts to its destination.
Seattle. The city of high class people and higher builings, working to fulfil their highest dreams.
And me, I am just going to fake it till I make it baby!
I straighten my shirt as I step out of the vehicle and look up at the huge, intimidating building, which is covered in blue glasses from all sides like a shield.
The tall man pulls out a camera as big as my arm while the guy with glasses warns me, "Don't look nervous. Smile."
We enter the building and I see HighBar Systems Co. written behind the pretty receptionist who greets us with a pleasant smile. And I smile more.
Nakoa
"We are here for an interview arranged by Pegasus Publications scheduled at one thirty." The guy with glasses speaks to him.
There are robots at the entrance for employees to tag their cards and to my right, I see an automatic machine sweeping the floors clean. It even makes a soft hum, like it's enjoying itself. Wow!
Kim taehyung
It's like I have stepped into the future.
Nakoa
"Come." The guy with glasses instructs me to the elevator and we get to the seventeenth floor, going right to our setting.
The doors slide open and we enter into another pristine lobby. This one looks rather astonishing, like an art museum.
Floor-to-ceiling curved glass on one side, while white marble walls grace the other. There are paintings pensiled perfectly at every ten feet, as if someone has a serious passion for symmetry and art.
Laura
"I am sorry, sir. You do not have permission for pre-recording the interview or the premises."
The woman with high bun stops us. Her bun is so high and slick and I wonder how much she gets payed to look this good?
"But it was clearly mentioned that we are invited for an interview." The tall guy lowers his camera in confusion while the guy with round glasses does the talking, smartly.
Kim taehyung
Gosh! I don't even know their names and I came all over here to interview some god-damn-who.
Laura
"Correct. But for a magazine. If you want the televised interview, you need to have a permit from HighBar's legal team. And as per the conclave, we can only allow the interviewer, but not the camera crew."
She explains us lucidly like a professional psychiatrist.
The two media guys look at me and purse their lips in irritation. "You go. Take the interview. And make sure to get all the answers. And smile." He whispers the last word, and I immediately plaster a wide smile on my face.
Kim taehyung
I wonder if I have a bitch face or do I look depressed all the time?
"And don't forget to turn on the recorder." He points at the little dildo remote in my hand.
I nod at him and walk after the blond secretary with a high bun. Her hips move like a hunter's whip left and right, and I re-think my decision of wearing heels on regular days.
Kim taehyung
At least for a good-ass posture.
Suddenly her hips stop moving and I halt in steps too. I look up, wondering why she stopped as she opens the thick brown wooden door in front of us, that is frankly very intimidating.
Kim taehyung
She actions me to enter nod at her with a smile, whispering, "Thank you."
Kim taehyung
I keep my hair in front of my forehead and curve my lips in a pretty-friendly smile as I walk inside the cabin. But my smile instantly drops as my eyes stride to the man with green eyes, waiting for me on the executive chair.
None other than the man who warned me to never appear in front of him in this life.
Kim taehyung
Jeon Jungkook..
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chapter 2
And my heart sinks down to hell as those mysterious green eyes look back at me and I recognise him. jungkook.. A brooding beast in the form of a man.
Slide show of my disturbing past plays in the theater of my head and suddenly my muscles contract in panic as he narrows his eyes in vex as if he recognised me.
Recognised the boy who sent him to jail for something he didn't do. It was three years ago when I met him in an inimical situation.
A stardom that would shake your knees and fans, that would break bones just to see him once on the stage. He was the baddest fighter in the underground. An unbeatable wildebeest, with a power of ten wolves.
On top of that, he had a reputation to be the next Khalifa to rule the undergrounds. And then one chaotic moment, and I sent him to the hell.
And then one chaotic moment, and I sent him to the hell. Which took away everything from him.
His pride, fame and his will.
And now he is slowly standing while watching me with those toxic black eyes that burn on my flesh. Hair pricks under my clothes and I can feel my height sinking low as if my six senses, sensed danger.
I look back at the secretary who is waiting for me to step in while she still holds the door. A part of me wants to flee away from his cabin, his building, his life coz the way his gaze hardens at me, I know he is not pleased to see me here or alive.
Jeon Jungkook
"Please. Come in."
His deep voice echoes in the cabin and I shudder feeling the nostalgia. My body still remembers the spine-chilling shivers it used to get with just his voice.
I pull my lips up in a forceful smile and shove my scared ass inside. My heart shrieks as I take every step into his cabin which feels like entering a deadly animal's den. A ferocious one.
His cabin alone is bigger than my classroom. It is wide and spacious with a wall completely missing. Instead, a transpicuous glass covers the missing space from floor to the ceiling, giving the bewitched view of East-Seattle from here.
And to its corner, a mahogany table is decorated with black glassy top and behind is an executive chair of black leather that shrieks of dominance, saying who ever sits here holds the maximum power in the room.
His long legs stride towards me attentively and he actions at the couch in front of him.
Jeon Jungkook
"Please, have a seat."
My jeans stretches up a little and I try pulling it down as I sit on his L-shaped grey sofa that feels expensive than my kidneys
He sits back in his chair that is higher than his head and watches me keenly. I recall the etiquettes and cross my right leg on the top of left- wait, was it left leg on the right or-no.
Jeon Jungkook
"Are you not comfortable sitting there?"
I look up to his prudent eyes as I hear his deep intimidating voice again.
Jeon Jungkook
"Do you want to sit in a chair?" He opens his suit's button as he stands up from his executive chair.
That is the only chair in the room.
Kim taehyung
"No. No. I was just settling."
I smile shyly as if he was offering his lap than the chair. I just have two legs and I got confused between the right and left. Imagine if I was an octopus.
Focus on the interview! I warn my brain to stay on the track while I open the notepad and look for the questions I came here to interview him.
I push a loose lock away from my eyes and press the play button on the small remote in my hand. Green light glows on the device and I keep it on the small heighted glass table in front of me. Still scared to look up in those eyes that sway of dominance.
It's been three years, yet the way his black eyes glint with a feral instinct didn't change at all. In fact, currently it reaches its zenith. Like the Sun in the noon, right above your head. And there is nothing in the world compared to its light and heat.
But I look up, courageously. Stare into his predatory gaze and acknowledge his imperial presence in the room.
Kim taehyung
"Mr. Jeon." I nod as a cue to tell him I am ready.
Jungkook presses on the telepad screen on his desk and says,
Jeon Jungkook
"Bring a coffee for Miss Laura."
All while keeping his eyes on me. My heart does a sudden thump and goes absolute silence.
I didn't even tell him my name and it surprises me that he still remembers it. Of course! I sent him to jail. He will remember me even if he gets amnesia.
I gulp my fake confidence and read the first question from the notepad,
Kim taehyung
"How come an undergrad major, IT aspirant could build a company that is overpowering the old timers in industrial science? What is your secret?"
And suddenly I want to know as well. If the magazine wanted to interview him so badly, it is obvious he didn't make his living sitting sexily behind a desk.
Jeon Jungkook
"There is no secret. It's intelligence having fun with creativity."
He starts with Einstein's famous quote and continues,
Jeon Jungkook
"Keeping up with the technology and discovering new innovations is the key element to stand out in any market. Having faith in the future execution of the company is terms of valuation is another important aspect."
He spells every word confidently, and I nod looking for another question.
Kim taehyung
"It says you left your internship with Tesla and started your own company, which now provides machine learning and AI to Tesla? Why so much hypocrisy?" I speak and slowly look up at him.
The way his eyes darken at me, I slowly want to crawl under the table for protection. Guilt of acid bubbles up in me knowing I was the main reason he lost his dream job at Tesla. And he knows that very well.
Suddenly, the door opens and I pull my eyes from his punishing gaze as the blondie with a high bun walks in with a cup of coffee.
Kim taehyung
"Thank you." I thank her for other reason and take a breath of relief. I am so dead. Dead like T-rex.
Jeon Jungkook
"I believe in excellence and individualistic work, Miss Laura."
Jungkook stands up, closing the button on his suit. No amount of Armani tailoring could soften those broad shoulders and built muscles hiding under the cloth as he walks towards me with his calculative steps.
I gulp the frozen saliva in my throat as he sits to the adjacent side of the couch, keeping his elbow casually on the armrest saying,
Jeon Jungkook
"My goal is not to just print dollars, but to make the modern Al reachable to every stream. Hence, HighBar services are not limited to Tesla, or government's EV automobile program, but to architecture, security and safety, home appliances, and keeping room for quotidian fields."
It was hard to breathe being with him in the same room and now that he is sitting so close to me, my heart forgets to beat. When I crowd up the courage to look at him, he is already staring at me.
Last time I looked into his eyes this close, they were sad and I left him broken. But today, they appear fierce, and look boldly back at me with a glint of supremacy that can be only confused with arrogance.
Kim taehyung
"When did you make your first million?" I read another question.
His lips control the smile as he takes a deep breath as if reliving that awesome moment of his life.
Jeon Jungkook
"7th Sep 2022 I made my first million. Actually, correct it to 'we'. We made our first million then. I am truly blessed with an exceptional team and prodigious co-workers who are dedicated in working on a common vision to change this world with innovation
While he talks about his work proudly, I couldn't help but notice how compelling his personality is. He is a perfect epitome of a passionate man who wants to change the world with his intelligence.
But other than his great mind, Jungkook possesses a captivating figure. His black hair, as thick and lustrous as fox fur is cut short in layers with his dusky beard trimmed along to his strong jawline that gives him a manly look.
My eyes slide to his black orbs that burn brightly as he looks at me, deadpan and I realize he stopped speaking a minute ago.
Kim taehyung
"Oh, yes. Um.." I turn away immediately, feeling embarrassed of being caught staring at his million dollar face.
But the awareness continues to spread over my skin, heating it so intensely that I know he is still looking at me. My fingers fidget through the pages and I read out any random question..
Kim taehyung
"Your honesty about not being involved in any illegal police case- Are your claims about your track record holds true?"
Jeon Jungkook
Only to realize it too late.
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chapter 3
Kim taehyung
"Are your claims about your track record holds true?" I read any random question only to realize it too late.
Kim taehyung
Too-fucking-late!
I regret asking him this question, just like I regret what I did to him three years ago.
One wrong statement in the police station and I sent him to jail. Accidentally.
It was not in my intention to take his name that day as my mind was badly preoccupied to save someone from prosecution and unknowingly my lips spelled his name to that infuriating cop in front of me.
But I never thought my one statement would cause such a havoc in his life, that he would lose everything and the curse will stamp a degrading black spot on his name forever. And no amount of money could buy that whitener which can clear it.
Like a horror movie, I watch his face getting hard like granite. He lifts his long finger and presses on the pause button of the recorder. Green light blinks to orange and my heart loses a beat.
Jeon Jungkook
"Are you fucking kidding with me, Mr.Kim?"
Jungkook inhales sharply and I watch the glint in his eyes turn dark, animalistically.
Adrenaline rushes through my bones as I hear my name in a threatening way, indicating I stepped into a danger zone.
Kim taehyung
"I-I-no. It's not my question-it's written here." Blood drains from my head and I panic breathlessly.
He presses the button and green light blinks again as he straightens his spine.
Jeon Jungkook
"I am not going to answer the baseless rumours my legal team deals with. That is not something I would waste my time on."
Jungkook says in a flat emotionless voice, but his eyes say otherwise.
His black eyes sharpen like a glass as he stares at me with an intensity that would slit through my skin in the most painful way.
Kim taehyung
"Yeah, sorry." I immediately shuffle through the pages, to look for a better question which will save my ass from his chainsaw cutting gaze.
Kim taehyung
"How much trust do you have that in the near future Artificial Intelligence is going to take over the world?"
I gulp nervously, avoiding the sweat building in between my chest.
Jungkook leans forward and my nose hits with an earthy woodsy scent mixed with some rich cologne. He taps his two long fingers on the glass table and says in a calmer tone,
Jeon Jungkook
"For an example, consider AI as Internet. Now back in 1995, there were not many people on Internet and they believed this online thing was going to be a fad."
The way his fingers make circles on the glass, something churns inside of my stomach. Everything about him is alluring and intimidating. Like a red danger sign that blinks of green light.
Jeon Jungkook
"And now the circs of humanity is, you can live without people, but not Internet. The system has infiltrated into your life like a necessity. I believe Al would be a necessity in the future. It has been already started. Our phones, watches, computers are now designed to program with AI and machine learning. It's like blood and veins, you can separate none from your system."
The way he described it in a collective manner, makes me want to go take a major in this AI shit.
"That's interesting." Every cell in my body is overly impressed and is applauding at his little tED-Talk.
Jeon Jungkook
"It is." His lips curve up arrogantly and he sits back like a boss that he is. "Many people lack to see it's a multi-billion dollar bonanza, but only with the use of correct technology.
" He smirks at the end, hinting why his company owns the market.
I find my spine slowly relaxing as I smile at him and read the next question.
Kim taehyung
"You are an alumnus of Washington University, Science and Innovation branch. Being an orpha-" The fuck?
Kim taehyung
"You are an orphan?"
My eyes snap at him with surprise written all over my face. As if I never really knew this man, he is like that huge iceberg in the Atlantic, and all I saw was the tip.
jungkook's jaw clenches as he stares me with his previous stone-cold gaze.
Jeon Jungkook
"Yes, Mr Kim. I was left in orphan at the age of two. It is available in public records."
His voice stern while his fingers curl up in a fist on his thigh.
Kim taehyung
Unknowingly I stepped on another 'shouldn't have touched' nerve. "I.. didn't know." My voice gets soften and I feel ten times more worse than ten minutes ago, before starting this interview.
But his expression remains stony as if all the emotions in him dried up long ago. And now what is left is a cold-calculative businessman whose only goal is to upgrade the world with technology.
Kim taehyung
"Being an orphan, how did you achieve that level of big-budget education?"
I ask him, chucking away my bag of guilty feelings. I just want this interview to be over so I can disappear from his life. Fast and furiously.
Jeon Jungkook
"Scholarship and part-time jobs covered my expenses." He says in a flat tone.
Images of his part-time job flash in my head, which mostly contained brutal punches and bone shattering blows.
People chanting his name, betting on him while he knocks the hell and blood of his opponents in illegal underground fights.
Suddenly, I feel glad that we met in a professional setting.
Kim taehyung
"What was your first job?"
Jeon Jungkook
"I worked at a dog bakery." He replies dryly and I almost gasp out loud. He used to bake dogs? Well, he does look like someone who like cats.
Kim taehyung
"Do you plan to produce your own product, other than providing services to tech giants?" I read to him fast.
Jeon Jungkook
"I haven't thought of that long." And he replies faster
We both want to be done with this interview.
Kim taehyung
"Which is the turning point day of your life that you owe your success to-"
Suddenly the recorder on the glass table makes little beeping sound while its green light flicker like heartbeats.
I tap the gadget like giving it chest compression, but it breathes its last beep and dies in my palm.
The green light turn black and no further sound comes from the gone voice recorder.
It's dead. Dead like Dodo.
I swallow hard and slowly lift my not-so-long eyelashes at him. Jungkook stares down at me with a blank expression. As if his features are fighting a battle to not frown or roll his eyes, he stares at me with a deadpan face.
I bite my lip nervously and blink innocently at him. Dakota takes a deep sigh and pulls out a pen from his chest's pocket. I shyly take the black steel pen
The pen feels pleasantly warm in between my fingers, and I know it is the warmth of his body. Something moves inside my belly like worms as my mind display images of his hard body underneath those piles of clothes. His eight pack abs.
My eyes look up at him in shock as he spells the date of that awful night of college's annual fest event, when I met him for the last time. When he warned me to never come in front of his eyes, ever. And now here I am, sitting on his leather couch, in his vast cabin, and taking his interview.
Jeon Jungkook
"Three years ago, I met with an accident that night when I was driving back to my place. A bit angrily."
He pauses and fixes his black stare at me.
Jeon Jungkook
"I broke my arm and three ribs, and I was hospitalized for two weeks under critical care. During that time of my life, many things were going inside my head. But the one on repeat was, if somehow I would haveknown, even seconds before that a car out of now here is gonna crash into mine. I would have saved my few bones."
I could feel the world slowing down around me, colours fading and replacing with melancholy as I look at his impassive gaze that holds mine like steel.
Jeon Jungkook
"Since then I have been working on augmented reality, integrating it with autopilot and radar, to track the activities on the road in a 360 degree angle to avert such disasters in the future. Which I sold it to Tesla and build my company with that money in 2021."
It was only too late for me to figure out that he was answering to my previous question. I swallow my saliva and it took a great effort to gulp it down my clogged throat.
Jeon Jungkook
"So I owe my success to that one blue moon night of my life." And I know he is not talking about the accident.
I open a fresh page in the notebook, black ink flows through the pen like blood oozes from a fresh cut and I write his answer with the same feeling.
But I know, no amount of my sorry will fix his broken past. Ever.
I look up and see him going through notifications on his apple watch. Frown decorate his forehead but that didn't decrease his elegance. He looks equally handsome as he looks heartless.
Someone who won't rest until he owns the world.
Kim taehyung
"Mr. Jungkook, are you busy?" I ask him in a hope to end this meeting.
Jeon Jungkook
"No." He instantly answers, giving me this full predatory attention. As if this interview will bring him a billion dollar deal he has been waiting for.
Jeon Jungkook
"Jeon Jungkook, a high achiever, millionaire in his 20s and a hot shot bachelor who got girls drooling for him.." I almost cringe reading out to him.
Jeon Jungkook
"Is your heart surrendering to settle down?" I look up at the end.
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