At Lee Hyeonseok’s words about being an Omega, my body that had been at a loss continuously felt normal for the first time. The moment I felt my blood run cold, Lee Hyeonseok skillfully occupied my body. I didn’t even think to refuse.
My body that heated up in an instant made my brain stupid again. Just moments ago, I’d clearly been despairing enough for my blood to run cold. Even now, I should clearly feel humiliated by Lee Hyeonseok’s words, but just because he touched me a little, my eyes half-glazed over and moans flowed out.
“Can’t hold it, can’t hold it back….”
In the end, unable to endure, I was the first to reach out toward Lee Hyeonseok. Lee Hyeonseok was considerably excited, contrary to his outwardly relaxed appearance throughout. Lee Hyeonseok didn’t stop me.
“Haha, why. Should I do it for you?”
“Haah…. Y-yeah, do, do it….”
Along with the noise of clothes colliding, Lee Hyeonseok asked with a laugh.
“Fucking making my mouth water.”
Unlike usual, I couldn’t furrow my brow at his words and swallowed my saliva like there was appetizing food in front of me, so I had no way to dare deny Lee Hyeonseok’s words.
“Ah…!”
“I’ll do as much as you want, to your heart’s content.”
After Lee Hyeonseok lifted me onto the bed, he pressed his body close. Whether Lee Hyeonseok was equally impatient, he no longer showed a relaxed appearance.
“Crazy, the scent…!”
Lee Hyeonseok spoke as if chewing, but I was busy feeling his hands. The act that I’d always found unpleasant felt incredibly good. No, it was rather insufficient.
“Haah, haah…. More. Do more….”
“……!”
I, who always begged him to please stop, unbelievably encouraged him. Lee Hyeonseok made an indescribable expression, cursed, and moved his body again. He acted even more urgently than me in a way, to the point I wondered if Lee Hyeonseok was in heat too. In fact, even his expression was the expression he showed when in heat, so I wondered if he was really in rut.
“Ahh…!”
“My Omega.”
“Wh-what?”
“…Not bad.”
Lee Hyeonseok muttered something, but I lost it to the pleasure he was giving. Besides, my memories were spotty after that. When I briefly lost consciousness and opened my eyes, he was unfailingly on top of me. I think he also made me take birth control pills saying he had no intention of having a child yet… The memory isn’t clear. It could be because I was too feverish, or because my mind was gone from excessive pleasure, or it could be because I didn’t want to remember as one of my defense mechanisms.
After being held continuously like that, by the time I came to my senses to some degree, Lee Hyeonseok was enjoying the afterglow. I began to cry, not tears filled with pleasure but truly sad crying.
“Huk…. Heu-uk….”
“……?”
Lee Hyeonseok, who had been embracing me and enjoying the afterglow like a satisfied beast, hesitated as if surprised at my crying that was different from usual.
“Heu-eong….”
“What?”
When I started crying, Lee Hyeonseok got up and looked at me, but I just lay still without saying anything and shed tears.
“Fuck.”
“Heu-eo-eong…!”
When Lee Hyeonseok scratched his head and cursed, I cried louder feeling wronged. Had I ever cried like this in my life? No. I could say with certainty that I’d never cried like this even when feeling wronged by my parents, when being bullied during my school days, or even when I was first held by Lee Hyeonseok. Though it’s awkward to say myself, my crying was truly what you could call heart-wrenching crying.
“……”
Whatever his feelings were, instead of cursing or showing dissatisfaction, Lee Hyeonseok embraced me and patted me. Though he patted my head and back without any words, unmistakably in a soothing manner, my crying had no intention of stopping. Rather, as if that became a trigger, more tears came out.
“Heu-eo-eong….”
Unlike himself, no matter how much Lee Hyeonseok soothed me, I couldn’t stop crying until I fell asleep from exhaustion.
* * *
When I opened my eyes again, Lee Hyeonseok was staring intently at me with a satisfied smile. It was strange that he said nothing, but rather that seemed more natural due to the strange atmosphere Lee Hyeonseok had created.
Normally I wouldn’t care whether Lee Hyeonseok was looking or not and would close my eyes again, but not now. Someone wants to die from self-loathing and despair, so where are you grinning and acting crazy? Do I really enjoy feeling this fucking emotion? Though it wasn’t Lee Hyeonseok’s fault that I manifested as an Omega, at the sight of him smiling in front of someone sad, my reason began to pack its bags. I was about to prepare to strangle myself for lack of a proper object, but stopped what I was about to do after seeing Lee Hyeonseok’s eyes.
Because seeing what looked like madness dwelling in Lee Hyeonseok’s eyes, I belatedly realized the fact that I was fucking screwed. I couldn’t give more pleasure to Lee Hyeonseok who enjoyed seeing me lose my reason. The rage boiling in my stomach subsided and as my head cooled down, reason began to return little by little.
I wanted Lee Hyeonseok to get sick of me. Though he’d be pissed again if he knew, I was just waiting for a clean break. I knew that at least until June, there would be nothing for him to get sick of me about. According to Lee Hyeonseok’s claim, there was a possibility of late manifestation, so I expected he would keep me around until it was confirmed whether I’d manifest or not.
If I ultimately didn’t manifest by June or even July, I thought we’d maintain an appropriate relationship then go our separate ways. Anyway, the reason Lee Hyeonseok was interested in me was because he still hadn’t adapted to this world. However, humans are creatures of adaptation, so eventually he too would adapt someday, and once he adapted, getting sick of me would be instantaneous.
Lee Hyeonseok was so overconfident, and I had to think about the worst-case scenario too, so I did keep the possibility of manifestation in mind. If I manifested… it would probably be really fucking awful. Just watching it was an unbearable sight, but if I became like that, it wouldn’t be strange to be traumatized. However, humans also tend to be complacent unless they directly see something harsh, so I… even if I manifested, I thought Lee Hyeonseok would be satisfied after seeing my state just once.
I was complacent and soft. My head was fucking a flower garden. As expected, humans need to directly see something harsh to understand. It was far more disillusioning than what Lee Hyeonseok had said, than what the media had given anxiety about. I wanted to die from all sorts of negative emotions like self-loathing, self-reproach, depression, and self-destructive feelings.
“……”
I’m tired…. Just tired. As soon as I thought I had no energy to be angry or rebel, strength left my body. Even after staring at Lee Hyeonseok for a long while, he who had been enjoying my gaze sat down beside me when I flopped onto the bed having lost strength.
“Why?”
Why, you ask. Because I’m fucking screwed. I’m already going crazy just from manifesting, but you don’t seem to show signs of getting sick of me easily, so the only expression that comes out is that I’m screwed. I want to quickly cut ties with this personality-ruined bastard, but this is a big problem.
Still, since I manifested as he wanted, appropriately going along would be the fastest shortcut to him getting sick of me. There was no more pleasure for Lee Hyeonseok who enjoyed seeing me lose my reason.
“…I don’t know.”
What was fortunate was that my manifestation had nothing to do with Lee Hyeonseok. I chewed over the fact that Lee Hyeonseok was just a trash bastard who rejoiced at others’ misfortune and worked hard to swallow my anger.
“Well, yeah. At this point, it doesn’t matter anyway.”
This revolutionary son of a bitch.
* * *
After confirming that Seo Jiwoo, exhausted both physically and mentally, had fallen into a deep sleep, Lee Hyeonseok headed straight to the Trait Research Center. It was to deliver the experimental results he’d proceeded with arbitrarily, keeping it secret from Seo Jiwoo. Though his feet wouldn’t move due to the impulse to stay by his side and embrace him continuously, he abandoned his lingering attachment and left the house because it would be quite troublesome if the experimental results were strange.
“I had a feeling, but I can’t believe it actually worked!”
When he handed over the blood he’d secretly drawn when Seo Jiwoo lost consciousness to the researcher, the researcher said in a voice filled with excitement that Jiwoo’s trait had changed from Beta to Recessive Omega. The researcher, Ji Seonghoon, knew that not only had Seo Jiwoo never consented or permitted this, but didn’t even know about this experiment itself.
“I thought trait changes might occur if continuously exposed to a Dominant Alpha’s pheromones, but experimenting wasn’t easy—this is all thanks to you, CEO.”
Ji Seonghoon was excited and didn’t know what to do with himself, befitting someone who actively participated in an experiment without the subject’s consent, someone without any ethical consciousness. The other researchers behind him were also delighted, chattering about other experimental subjects and next steps. They too were befitting people who had no ethical consciousness to begin with.
“What a bunch of crazy bastards.”
Lee Hyeonseok sarcastically sneered emotionlessly at the researchers who, despite having ordered it himself, were only pleased and happy with the results even after throwing someone’s life into the abyss. He knew the fact that in this novel, Lee Juwon who had been a Beta was forcibly changed into a Dominant Omega by Han Hyeonseok, Cheon Jaekyung, and Han Taeseok who were Dominant Alphas. Using that as leverage, he’d sprayed pheromones on Seo Jiwoo as much as possible, to the point of thoroughly marinating him.
The pheromones Lee Hyeonseok sprayed on Seo Jiwoo induced comfort, excitement, and heat in Omegas, but caused discomfort, embarrassment, nausea, or even fainting in fellow Alphas. Thanks to this, Lee Hyeonseok’s secretary Cha Minjae, after manifesting as an Alpha, couldn’t even think of standing in front of the entrance to where they lived. Moreover, worried that Seo Jiwoo might notice, he made sure to draw blood without fail after spending the night. It was also to compare and analyze the pheromone differences between normal times and after having relations.
Still, there were limits with just blood draws, so he even brought him directly to the Trait Research Center to observe the progress in real-time. Though he did see a researcher behind the door vomiting because the pheromones he’d released were too strong, he still heard that the results were going smoothly. Even so, just in case, he even switched the vitamins prescribed at the hospital with hormone accelerators under research.
That’s how Lee Hyeonseok, without Seo Jiwoo’s knowledge, personally and actively fucked up his life, then sneered at the researchers.
