Taehyung POV

"Get back you bastard!" The woman yelled as I ran away from the corpse and screaming bitch.

Another kill? Or another suffering? Either way they will die knowing the reason of their death and suffer while in the dying process. I make sure they do. I really don't know why I left that slut alive anyways. All she does is fuck men in the bar even with a husband. I could have just killed her instead of her husband who actually is pretty innocent looking... you think? Like the only reason he is oblivious to his wife fucking every guy around the corner cause he has bigger problems. He is one of the drug traders. Like only one of the hundreds of rats that work for the drug lord. The only reason he looks so happy and delirious is because he's a high fucker, he also goes around doing 'deeds' for the DL (drug lord), most of which involves blood and bodies in someway.

Let's say I kill for bad things to do good... For me. I actually kill for fun. Call me a psychopath and I wouldn't blame you.

Hello, I am Kim Taehyung. The king of Gucci at the ripe age of 22. I'm the son of a famous business man, and son of the Gucci owner too. That should explain my life very well. Sadly none of my parents are alive anymore.

Guess why?

I killed them.

I hid in the sorrow filled mask of my own life. The thing is I'm not really sad. I use it to hide who I really am, a killer. A killing player.

I'm know as V in the black market. I pull off really feminine looks that can't make a small mistake to even guess that I'm a guy. And for my deep voice? Voice auditor. I'm rich remember? I've made many men fall into my trap. I AM GORGEOUS.

I have enough to get all I want and not work for the rest of my life. Money for a century! And the money keeps flowing from Gucci and the companies of my so called 'father'.

I am the king of this world and no one can or will change that.

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Well shit?