The sensation of floating on water. The smell of rusted iron. A hutch surrounded on all sides.... more>>

“What is this now?”

A face as cold as the winter air.

“What I was supposed to receive was…”

A scar above his eyelid and,

“Not this kind of mutt.”

Fierce eyes that looked as if they could devour someone.

“…Ah.”

And the salty scent of the sea.

This was a world Jung Heeyeon had never seen before.

Not even once.

—

Opening his eyes inside an empty container, Jung Heeyeon follows a man he’s never met before without resistance, simply because the man is a dominant alpha.

Meanwhile, Director Yeon receives a call from Chief Nam, who sent him a “gift,” and learns that the omega in the container is related to Chairman Jung, a figure from a dark past.

“Heeyeon.”

“… Yes?"

“Are you nineteen years old?”

"Yes."

“So you’re a baby.”

“I’m not a baby.”

“Babies usually hate being called a baby.”

“It’s not like that… I mean, I’m nineteen…?”

At this earnest reply, Director Yeon lets out a soft laugh.

“You’re going to be a handful, aren’t you?”

“I’ll try… not to be a burden.”

“Don’t worry, Heeyeon.”

“……”

“I like things that require a lot of attention.”

The man, who brought Jung Heeyeon into his house, gives a kind suggestion.

“Should I call it a deal instead?”

“A deal?”

“Because I need you.” <<less

Seo Soohyun, who had been living a peaceful life cultivating a vegetable garden attached to his yard in a quiet rural village, suddenly finds his serene daily life on the brink of a drastic change.... more>>

A hotel construction permit has been issued near the village, and now, he may have to sell his land and leave.

“What’s our little peach fuzz’s name?”

“Why do you want to know my name?”

“You don’t seem keen on introducing yourself. Would you prefer I keep calling you ‘peach fuzz’ or ‘kid’?”

At the start of December, when the cold air turned every breath into a visible puff of white, Seo Soohyun’s encounter with Ki Taeyeon, the executive director of Seowoo Construction, who was responsible for the hotel project, began.

The grandmothers warned him to be wary of the man, as threatening rumors about him being a gangster swirl, but Soohyun isn’t scared of him at all.

In fact, he even starts to look forward to the colorful snacks the director brings each time he visits.

“This is a bribe I’m giving to Peach Fuzz.”

“Why do you keep bringing me stuff like this?”

“Soohyun, want me to tell you a secret?”

“…….”

“I never take unnecessary trips. So eat the bribe and grow bigger. Got it?”

Could it be that Soohyun, like a child, is being swayed by the sweet bribes?

Soohyun, who easily lowers his guard, eventually lets the man into his home, and in turn, ends up revealing that he’s an omega…

“You’re an omega, aren’t you?”

“N-No.”

“Oh, really? Because you’re practically drenched in cherry scent.”

“Me? My pheromones smell like cherries?”

“Why, are you curious?”

As his voice lowered, Soohyun could feel the hand gripping the back of his neck tighten slightly.

At the same time, Ki Taeyeon smiled, baring his teeth.

“Little one, how about having some fun with an adult?” <<less

Yoon Seo'on, the youngest son of the powerful Yoon-o Group, enters into an arranged marriage with CH Group’s executive director, Cha Dokwon, in accordance with his grandfather’s will.... more>>

“I’m just asking, Mr. Yoon Seo'on—are you okay with going through with this marriage?”

“I am. I didn’t expect it to happen so soon, but I always figured I’d have to when the time came.”

In the world he grew up in, arranged marriages are common—his own parents married that way—so Seo'on has no particular resistance to the idea.

“Since we’re getting married, I’ll do my best to make you happy, Executive Director.”

There’s some unease, naturally, since Dokwon isn’t from the same subspecies—Seo'on’s a canine-type, and Dokwon is feline. But now that they’re married, he’s determined to make it work.

The real problem?

The man is too kind.

Before Seo'on even realizes it, his heart is swept away by Dokwon’s gentle nature. And once he becomes aware of his feelings—he dives straight in, no hesitation.

“You’re the one who insisted we include a no-dating clause in the premarital contract, Mr. Yoon.”

But Cha Dokwon? He doesn’t seem the least bit inclined to fall for him… <<less

Team Leader Yoon Taehwa of Esper Team 1 learns that Han Suryeon, the captain of Kasatka, Russia's largest guild, has entered Korea. ... more>>

The Center discovers that a key figure from a terrorist organization is behind the prey he is chasing and requests cooperation to eliminate them. Contrary to expectations that it would be resolved within a few days, the situation gradually becomes more complex.

"I am six years younger than you, Team Leader, so please go easy on me."

Despite the complicated circumstances, Han Suryeon maintains an ambiguous attitude unrelated to his purpose.

"Only if you behave nicely will I treat you well."

Yoon Taehwa finds it irritating that Han Suryeon shows interest in him, even though he isn't his guide.

Despite Han Suryeon's puzzling behavior, Yoon Taehwa remained unfazed...

***

[Excerpt from the novel]

"I'm being quiet now. Waiting for Team Leader’s praise like a dog."

Yoon Taehwa frowned at the word ‘dog.’ Not only had he never treated Han Suryeon like one, but he couldn't understand why he suddenly referred to himself that way.

"It seems my Suryeon doesn't fully grasp what it means to be treated as a dog by me yet."

His low voice echoed through the quiet hallway, contrasting sharply with his silent footsteps, which betrayed no trace of his presence due to his skillful concealment. Amidst this, faint sounds of labored breathing and dragging footsteps could be heard.

"Will you show me?"

"You're curious?"

"Well, if it's only towards me and not others, then yes..."

For a moment, Yoon Taehwa had to wonder if Han Suryeon deliberately laced his words with suggestive undertones, or if he was just overthinking things.

"For example, in bed?"

Han Suryeon himself effortlessly cleared up any unnecessary contemplation. Instead of looking baffled, Yoon Taehwa let out a low chuckle.

"Ah, so you want to be treated like a dog in bed?"

A black leather-gloved hand reached out to caress his pale face. <<less