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©LILITHKIM|2024

|SUMMARY|

In the opulent world of the university elite, Lisa reigns as a privileged playgirl with a relentless pursuit of attention.

Her latest obsession?

Taehyung, a reserved nerd with glasses stands out in his quiet way. Driven by a desire for his attention, Lisa's bullying tactics become more intense, masking her deeper fascination.

She even frequents the bar where Taehyung works as a waiter, donning provocative outfits in a desperate bid to captivate him.

Despite her efforts, Taehyung remains unaffected, deepening the complex web of their interactions.

|AUTHOR POV|

The dimly lit bar buzzed with the usual weekend crowd, the air thick with the mingling scents of cologne, perfume, and alcohol.

Lisa sat on a plush leather couch, one leg crossed over the other, her short dress riding up just enough to catch a few wandering eyes. But her focus was elsewhere.

Rose, her ever-loyal friend, was seated beside her, delicately fixing her false eyelashes with a small compact mirror in hand.

Her annoyance was palpable as she glanced at Lisa, who was once again staring at the same unyielding target.

"Lisa, why are you so obsessed with that nerdy guy?" Rose's voice carried a hint of exasperation as she snapped the compact shut, her perfectly applied lashes fluttering as she turned to face her friend.

Lisa tore her eyes away from the bar's corner, where Taehyung Kim stood, deep in conversation with the DJ.

His sharp jawline and tousled hair were enough to make any girl's heart skip a beat, but there was something else about him—something that made him impossible to ignore.

The clinking of glasses and the murmur of conversations faded into the background as Lisa mulled over Rose's question.

It was a fair one. Why was she so obsessed? She could have any guy in this room—most of them were already staring at her, their eyes following every movement she made. Yet none of that mattered.

"He's different," Lisa finally muttered, her voice low but edged with frustration. "No matter how provocatively I dress, he wouldn't bat an eyelash in my direction."

Rose rolled her eyes, clearly unimpressed. "Maybe he's just not interested, Lisa. You can't force someone to look your way."

But that was the problem—Lisa had never needed to force anyone. Men practically tripped over themselves to get her attention, and she had always relished in that power.

Yet here was Taehyung, oblivious to her charms, indifferent to her presence. It was as though she didn't even exist to him, and that infuriated her.

At first, she had thought he was playing hard to get, a challenge she was more than willing to accept. But days turned into weeks, and still, Taehyung remained steadfast in his disinterest.

It wasn't just her, either—Lisa had watched him long enough to realize that he didn't seem to care about any of the girls who flirted with him. He was focused and serious, almost as if he were in another world entirely.

Lisa's fingers tightened around the glass in her hand as she downed the last of her drink, the alcohol burning a fiery path down her throat.

She could feel the warmth spreading through her veins, her thoughts growing hazy and her emotions rising to the surface, raw and unfiltered.

"How could he not drool over me?" Lisa hissed under her breath, her frustration boiling over.

She gestured towards her body, her voice rising slightly as she continued, "Look at me, Rose! I have everything—everything!—and yet he won't even glance my way!"

Rose glanced at Taehyung, who was still engrossed in conversation with the DJ. His expression was calm and composed, his focus entirely on whatever technical issue they were discussing.

It was like he existed in a bubble, completely unaffected by the world around him.

"Maybe he's just not into girls; maybe he is gay," Rose suggested, though even she didn't seem entirely convinced by her own words.

Lisa snorted, a bitter laugh escaping her lips. "Or maybe he's just not into me." The admission was like a knife to the chest, sharp and painful, and Lisa quickly pushed it away, refusing to believe that someone could resist her.

But deep down, the rejection stung. It wasn't just about the attention anymore—it was about her pride.

She had always been the center of attention, the one everyone wanted, and now, faced with someone who didn't even acknowledge her existence, Lisa felt a twinge of insecurity she wasn't used to.

She watched Taehyung for a moment longer, her eyes narrowing as she studied him. The way his hands moved as he gestured, the focused furrow of his brow—it was all so infuriatingly attractive.

And yet, it was also what made him so unattainable.

"I'll make him notice me," Lisa murmured to herself, her voice barely audible over the noise of the bar. "I don't care what it takes—I'll make him see me."

She wouldn't let Taehyung Kim slip through her fingers, no matter how indifferent he seemed. If he wanted to ignore her, she would make it impossible for him to do so.

This wasn't just about obsession anymore—it was about proving a point. And Lisa never backed down from a challenge.

Lisa's eyes locked on Taehyung from across the dimly lit room. The music pulsed through the air, a rhythmic backdrop to the scene unfolding in front of her.

Taehyung stood behind the bar, his loose button-down shirt neatly tucked into his dress pants. His thick mop of curly hair was tousled, giving him an almost endearing disheveled look.

A hint of stubble adorned his jawline, an unpolished feature that, to Lisa, seemed strangely alluring.

She couldn't help but let her gaze linger, admiring the way his glasses perched on his nose, adding to his nerdy charm.

A shiver of excitement ran through her as she noticed the subtle confidence in his movements, a stark contrast to his otherwise unassuming appearance.

Rose watched Lisa with a mix of amusement and disbelief. "How could you dream over that? He's so nerdy, wearing glasses and all," Rose exclaimed, her tone a dramatic contrast to the vibrant energy of the dance floor.

Lisa rolled her eyes, an exaggerated sigh escaping her lips. "I find it sexy," she responded with a playful wink. Rose shook her head, her disapproval evident.

"You are weird. Anyway, I'm going to dance. Join me when you're done drooling over Mr. Nerdy over there," Rose said, rising from her seat with a dismissive gesture.

Lisa watched her friend weave through the crowd and find a partner to dance with, her gaze trailing Rose's movements until she was lost in the throbbing rhythm of the floor.

As the music surged and the crowd swayed, Lisa's mind was a whirlwind of strategies and emotions. The challenge of getting Taehyung's attention only intensified her determination.

She felt a mix of frustration and excitement, an electric anticipation that made her heart race.

She bit her lower lip, her thoughts racing as she considered her next move. The dim lighting cast shadows that danced across Taehyung's face, highlighting his features in a way that made him even more intriguing.

Lisa's mind was focused, trying to decipher how to bridge the gap between their worlds. How could she make him see her, not just as a fleeting presence but as someone who could spark his interest?

In that brief, charged silence, everything felt heightened. The clamor of the bar, the throbbing bass of the music, and the hum of conversation faded away, leaving only the palpable tension between them.

Lisa's heart pounded, the stakes of this encounter feeling unexpectedly high.

Lisa stood up from her seat, feeling a mix of frustration and determination. She tousled her hair deliberately, hoping to add a touch of nonchalance to her bold move.

Her steps were deliberate, her body language a blend of confidence and casual allure. She let the hem of her dress sway slightly with each step, a subtle but deliberate attempt to capture Taehyung's attention.

As Taehyung's gaze lingered on her, Lisa could only hope that this was the start of something more—something that would finally bridge the gap between their worlds and make him see her not just as a bully but as someone he might want to know better.

With a deep breath, she walked towards the DJ booth, her hips swaying with practiced allure.

"Hey," she said, her voice low and inviting. Her smile was deliberate and seductive, designed to grab attention. The DJ, momentarily distracted from his conversation with Taehyung, shifted his focus entirely to her.

"Well, hello there, sexy!" he responded, his grin broadening.

Lisa fought the urge to roll her eyes at the over-the-top compliment but maintained her flirtatious demeanor. "How's it going tonight? Big crowd, huh?"

"Yeah, it's packed for Thursday night. You have a good time?" The DJ leaned in slightly, clearly enjoying the attention.

"Ummm...yeah, sure. Just having a couple of drinks with my friend," Lisa said, her gaze flickering back to Taehyung. To her dismay, he was engrossed in his phone, oblivious to the scene unfolding around him.

Her frustration bubbled beneath the surface. She knew Taehyung was single and straight—what was stopping him from acknowledging her?

The more she thought about it, the more it stung. Was she really out of his league?

Her irritation reached a boiling point when Taehyung spoke with DJ while ignoring her. "I am going to sit in your office; I have some work to do." DJ patted him on the shoulder as he said. "Sure, dude,...". He headed towards the back office.

"Is he kidding me? How dare he ignore me? No one can ignore me." Lisa muttered under her breath, her frustration palpable.

Without a second thought, she followed Taehyung, her heels clicking sharply against the floor as she made her way toward the office located at the far end of the bar.

The distance between them seemed to stretch as Lisa's anger grew. She could feel her pulse quicken, a blend of indignation and determination propelling her forward.

She wasn't about to let this opportunity slip away. If Taehyung wouldn't come to her, she would make sure she reached him.

With each step, Lisa's resolve hardened. She was ready to confront the indifference, ready to make her presence impossible to ignore.

She reached the door to the office, her hand already on the handle, her mind racing with the confrontation that lay ahead.

Lisa pushed the office door open and shut it behind her with a decisive click, the sound echoing through the small space.

Taehyung turned around, his eyes widening in shock and confusion as he took in the sight of her. He had been preparing to settle behind his desk, but Lisa's sudden appearance threw him off balance.

"Ehhh... I'm sorry, miss, but you're not allowed in here. If you're looking for the restroom, it's to the left," Taehyung stammered, his voice faltering as he offered a polite but nervous smile.

He quickly made his way to his desk, trying to regain his composure.

Lisa's irritation flared at his dismissive attitude. She strode purposefully towards the desk, her movements slow and deliberate.

As she approached, she noticed the beads of sweat beginning to form on his forehead, a clear sign of his unease. Taehyung's gaze was fixed downward, a mix of discomfort and curiosity evident in his posture.

"Taehyung Kim," Lisa began, her tone laced with a blend of authority and challenge. She placed her hand on the desk, causing Taehyung to flinch slightly.

The sound of her touch against the wooden surface seemed to make him even more unsettled.

"Look at me, Taehyung," she demanded, her voice firm. Taehyung's head jerked up, and his eyes met hers through his glasses.

His Adam's apple bobbed nervously as he swallowed, the anxiety palpable in his expression.

Lisa couldn't help but smirk at his visible discomfort. She let her eyes trail slowly over his body, savoring the effect her presence was having on him.

Her gaze lingered on the nervous tension in his posture and the way he struggled to maintain his composure.

"I don't think you understand, Ms. Manoban," Taehyung finally managed to reply, his voice trembling slightly. His eyes, though trying to remain focused on her face, betrayed a distracted glance toward the cleavage spilling out of her tight dress.

Lisa's smirk widened. She could see the struggle in his eyes, the way he fought to keep his gaze from wandering.

His nervousness was almost palpable, adding an edge of satisfaction to her confrontation. She leaned in slightly, her voice a soft, provocative murmur. "Oh, I understand perfectly, Taehyung. I'm just not sure if you understand what's happening right now."

The tension in the room was thick, an electric charge hanging in the air as Lisa continued to hold his gaze.

Her presence was undeniably commanding, and she could feel the shift in Taehyung's demeanor as he grappled with the unexpected turn of events.

Lisa's confidence, so carefully crafted, began to crumble as she faced Taehyung. She studied him intently, her curiosity mingled with the burning need for an answer.

"Interesting. Let me ask you something. Are you gay, Taehyung?" She inquired, her voice steady despite the turmoil bubbling inside her.

Taehyung shook his head, his eyes not meeting hers. "Not, I am not gay. What makes you think like that?" Lisa's heart pounded as she pressed on, determined to get clarity.

"Are you in a relationship?" she asked, her tone more tentative now, checking to ensure she wasn't stepping into a mess she couldn't handle.

Again, Taehyung shook his head. Relief washed over Lisa, knowing she wasn't inadvertently crossing boundaries.

"So, don't you want to...?" She began, her voice faltering as she finished, "Don't you want to fuck me then?"

The immediate response, a firm shake of Taehyung's head, hit Lisa like a cold splash of water. Her heart sank, and a deep blush crept up her cheeks.

The confidence she had walked in with evaporated, leaving behind a crushing sense of embarrassment. She had never been so humiliated, her bold attempt to seduce him falling flat.

The realization that she had nearly forced herself on someone she had tormented was deeply unsettling.

"Oh," she said, her voice barely more than a whisper. She turned to leave, her mind spinning with regret. She was about to exit when Taehyung's voice stopped her in her tracks.

"I can't fuck you because I'm in love with you. I want to fuck you but as my own."

Lisa froze her hand on the doorknob, her heart racing in disbelief. She turned slowly to face him, her eyes wide with confusion. "Say what?" she asked, her voice trembling.

Taehyung's expression was a mix of vulnerability and intensity. He took a deep breath, his gaze locked onto hers with a seriousness that pierced through the awkwardness.

"I'm in love with you, Lisa. That's why I can't just be with you like that. I want something more, something real."

The confession hung in the air, a stark contrast to the charged atmosphere just moments before. Lisa's emotions swirled—a cocktail of shock, disbelief, and an unexpected rush of warmth.

The intensity of Taehyung's admission left her at a loss for words, the gravity of his feelings adding a new layer to the complexity of their interaction.

Taehyung's voice trembled slightly as he spoke, his words heavy with emotion. "I—I've never been with any woman, Lisa. I know the probability of us being a couple is unlikely. I also know why you want to sleep with me," he said, pausing as if searching for the right words. Lisa remained frozen, her mind struggling to process his heartfelt confession.

"I want to make love to you only if you like me and not because I seem like another challenge to you," he continued, his voice tinged with sadness.

He adjusted his glasses, a gesture that seemed to underline his vulnerability. "And I know for sure that I'm not going to rock your world or anything. I mean, look at me. So why waste your time?"

Before he could finish, Lisa placed a finger gently on his lips, silencing him. His breath hitched, and his eyes locked onto hers with a mixture of surprise and intensity.

The touch of her finger against his lips was electrifying, and the air between them seemed to crackle with anticipation.

"Shh... you talk too much," Lisa whispered, her voice a soft, seductive murmur. She stepped closer, her body brushing against his as she guided him backward. Taehyung's chair met the wall as Lisa backed him into it, a subtle but powerful shift in their dynamic.

With a determined yet tender motion, she gently pushed him down into the seat, her touch firm but careful.

The control she exuded was both commanding and intimate, creating an atmosphere charged with unspoken promises and desires.

Taehyung's eyes widened slightly, his gaze never leaving hers as he processed the sudden turn of events. Lisa's heart raced with excitement and a tinge of nervousness, the thrill of their charged moment making her pulse quicken.

She leaned in closer, her breath warm against his ear, the moment hanging heavy with anticipation.

Lisa's confession hung in the air, a delicate yet charged admission. "I admit that at first, I was intrigued because you didn't even give me a second glance. But as days went by, I realized that I was attracted to you, and I want you, Taehyung."

Taehyung's eyes widened, and he let out a small, incredulous chuckle. "Why me?" he asked, his voice tinged with a mix of curiosity and skepticism.

Lisa smiled softly, her fingers brushing against his cheek as she spoke. "I guess it's because you never looked at me like everyone else does. Even when I bullied you, you always helped your classmates with a smile, despite everything."

She paused, her gaze dropping to his face, absorbing the intensity of the moment. Then, with a deliberate and graceful movement, she began to scrunch up her dress.

She slowly climbed onto his lap, placing her legs on either side of his thighs. The action was both intimate and commanding, bringing her body close to his.

Taehyung's breath hitched, and he gripped the armrest tightly, his knuckles whitening with the effort. Lisa could see the rapid rise and fall of his chest and the way his body reacted to her proximity.

She smiled at his innocent reaction, finding his nervousness endearing.

Slowly, she reached up and removed his glasses. Taehyung's eyes, now more vividly exposed, met hers with a mix of vulnerability and intensity.

Lisa was captivated by the depth of his gaze; his eyes were a mesmerizing shade, full of warmth and sincerity. She felt herself getting lost in those gorgeous orbs, the connection between them growing even stronger.

The realization of how beautiful his eyes were, coupled with the raw emotion of the moment, made her pulse race.

Her heart pounded in her chest as she sat on his lap, their faces close, her breath mingling with his.

Holy fuck, she thought, her mind swirling with the intensity of their encounter.

The mix of attraction and vulnerability in Taehyung's eyes was overwhelming, and Lisa knew that this moment was transforming into something profoundly intimate.

Lisa's breath was warm and heavy as she gazed down at Taehyung's lips, her fingers lightly tracing the edge of his collar. "Do you want me to continue?" she asked, her voice a sultry whisper.

Taehyung's eyes flickered with a mixture of eagerness and hesitation as he nodded. "Only if you are attracted to me as you say," he whispered, his voice low and sincere.

A smirk played on Lisa's lips as she leaned in, closing the gap between them. She captured his lips in a kiss, firm yet tender.

Taehyung's hands found their way to her hips, his touch gentle and hesitant, as if he was afraid of causing her any discomfort. Lisa smiled against his lips, her pulse quickening with each caress.

As their kiss deepened, Lisa began to grind her hips against him, her movements slow and deliberate.

The friction made Taehyung gasp, a mixture of surprise and pleasure escaping his lips. He pulled back slightly, his eyes wide with a blend of desire and astonishment.

Lisa's fingers deftly worked to unbutton his shirt, her gaze never leaving his. "You have no idea how long I wanted to do this," she moaned, her voice filled with pleasure as she exposed his chest. Taehyung's smile widened, a touch of relief and anticipation in his expression.

"Me too. Literally, how can I don't want to have sex with the university's hottest girl?" he admitted with a shy smile.

Lisa chuckled softly, her laughter mingling with the growing heat between them. Her hands trailed down his chest, exploring the contours of his body. She felt the intensity of the moment; every touch and movement charged with electricity.

"God, you are so beautiful," Taehyung murmured, his eyes filled with admiration and longing.

Without hesitation, Lisa commanded, "Unzip me." Taehyung's hands moved quickly, his eyes devouring every inch of her exposed skin with a mix of hunger and awe.

As he followed her command, Lisa pushed her dress down to her waist, guiding his hands toward her breasts.

The space between them was charged with raw desire, each touch and glance amplifying the intimacy of their connection.

The moment was both intense and tender, a blend of passion and vulnerability that marked a turning point in their relationship.

Lisa's movements were fluid and charged with urgency as she continued to explore the intimacy between them.

As Taehyung's hands eagerly gripped her breasts, his groans of pleasure filled the room, heightening the intensity of the moment.

Lisa threw her head back, a gasp escaping her lips as she felt her body responding to the stimulation, her arousal growing increasingly palpable.

She removed her bra with a practiced motion, tossing it aside, and then lifted herself slightly to slide her pants off.

The air was thick with anticipation and desire. "Do you want to know how wet I am, Taehyung?" she asked, her voice a sultry whisper as she kissed his neck. Her hands moved to his thighs, her touch igniting a fire within her that demanded fulfillment.

Taehyung's hands instinctively tightened around her thighs, his grip firm and possessive. As Lisa continued to kiss and caress him, he began to press and squeeze her breasts with one hand, his lips trailing wet kisses over them. The combination of sensations made Lisa's entire body tingle with need.

"Tonight is about you," she stated, her voice a mixture of tenderness and command as she paused to unbuckle his pants.

Taehyung, in response, murmured an apology: "I apologize in advance if I'm no good, Lisa." His mention of her name made her smile, her heart swelling with a mix of affection and desire.

"You are adorable," Lisa replied, shaking her head with a playful smile. She then pulled out his manhood, which was unexpectedly large and thick. Her eyes widened slightly in surprise and appreciation.

"Wow, you've been hiding this from the world all this time," she said, her tone dripping with seduction.

She ran her palm along the length of his manhood, eliciting a hiss of pleasure from Taehyung. He bit his lips, trying to stifle the moans that threatened to escape.

Lisa's voice softened into a sweet murmur. "You like that, Taehyung?" She batted her eyelashes, her gaze fixed on him.

Taehyung ran his fingers through his hair, a low growl escaping his throat as he struggled to contain his pleasure.

The room was charged with a potent mix of passion and anticipation, each moment drawing them closer to the culmination of their intense and intimate encounter.

She still couldn't believe he was a virgin and felt glad that she was the one who was spoiling him. For some reason, it felt special, and she wanted him all to myself.

"Lisa !" He grunted and pushed her back a little. "I can't hold longer," he stated, and she wiped her lips with her fingers. "Are you ready? She asked, and he gulped, hesitating for a moment.

"Umm... I don't have a condom." He scratched the back of his head. looking cute as fuck, and she lifted me and guided his manhood inside her. wet aching core.

"Doesn't matter. I'm on the pill." She replied and sunk into his manhood. squeezing her eyes shut.

"fuccck!" He held her hips tightly as her hole clenched against his manhood. Fuck, he felt so amazing, and she buried my face in the crook of his neck as she started to ride him. He smelled like mint and whisky.

Addictive as hell.

In the aftermath of their intense connection, Lisa found herself enveloped in a deep sense of intimacy.

As Taehyung hugged her tightly, kissing the nape of her neck, she felt a warmth and closeness that was both surprising and comforting.

His gaze, full of affection and admiration, made her heart swell. She pulled him closer, feeling a profound connection between them.

"This feels amazing, Taehyung," she murmured against his skin, her voice filled with genuine pleasure. Taehyung's embrace tightened, and his kisses became more fervent.

Lisa could tell from his expression that he was fully present, lost in the moment with her.

As their passion reached its peak, Lisa's voice rose in a cry of ecstasy. "Fuck, I'm going to come, Taehyung!" Her hands continued to pump him, and Taehyung responded by taking her nipples between his teeth, his tongue flicking over her erect buds.

The pleasure was overwhelming, and Lisa reached her climax just as Taehyung released inside her.

They held each other closely for a while, both catching their breath. The intimacy they shared was deep and sincere. Lisa finally looked into his eyes, her own filled with satisfaction and tenderness.

"Wish I had done this sooner," Taehyung said with a smile that showcased his dimples. Lisa grinned widely, feeling a sense of contentment both physically and emotionally.

"I'm glad I was your first," she whispered, running her fingers along his jaw, feeling the slight stubble beneath her fingertips.

His face flushed a deep shade of red, a mix of shyness and affection evident in his reaction.

Taehyung chuckled softly. "Well, if a hot girl like you had noticed me earlier and found me attractive, then you wouldn't have been my first," he teased, his playful tone bringing a smile to Lisa's face.

She rolled her eyes at his goofiness, feeling a mixture of amusement and warmth. The moments they had shared were both profound and memorable, marking a turning point in their relationship.

Lisa felt a sudden shyness creep over her as she asked, "Did you like it?" Her voice was soft, filled with a hint of uncertainty.

Taehyung's eyebrows rose in surprise. "Do you even have to ask? Seriously, that was the best sex of my life so far." His honest response made Lisa laugh heartily, and Taehyung's small smile widened.

"Thank you so much," he said with a soft sigh, his voice filled with genuine appreciation. Lisa leaned in to give him another kiss before standing up to get dressed.

Once she was fully clothed, she turned to find Taehyung buttoning up his shirt, his attention focused elsewhere.

"So, it's okay if I call you tomorrow, right?" She asked, taking his card from the table and leaning against his desk. Taehyung looked at her with a puzzled expression.

"You didn't think this was a one-time thing, did you?" Lisa asked, her tone laced with playful curiosity.

"I don't get you," Taehyung replied, his confusion evident. "I thought you were in love with me."

Lisa gasped softly, her eyes widening at his realization. "Of course I am, but...wait, you mean—"

"Hope you're free after 6 tomorrow. I want to take you out on a date," Lisa said, a confident smirk playing on her lips.

Suddenly, Taehyung's card slipped from his pocket, and Lisa picked it up, her eyes widening as she noticed the words "agent" on it. Shock and disbelief washed over her as she realized the depth of Taehyung's secret.

"Sorry, sir, here's your card," she said, her voice trembling slightly.

Taehyung's expression shifted from shock to determination. "So now you know my identity. Well, I love you, Lisa, and I'm not going to leave you. I stayed because of you. I love you. And you've just fucked an officer on duty, so be ready for some punishment."

Lisa's heart raced as she processed his confession. "So you love me? Is this your first time?"

"Yes, I love you. And it was not my first time," Taehyung replied, his gaze intense and sincere. "I will be your last, and you will be mine. I want you now, so meet me tomorrow."

Lisa leaned in for a final kiss, leaving Taehyung speechless as she made her way toward the door. "Be ready to be mine, Mr. Nerd Agent," she said with a teasing smile, her words carrying a mix of affection and playful challenge.

THE END