‘Ah.’
With a vile-looking smile, President Park boldly stepped into Wookyung’s house.
‘I just wanted to see if our Wookyung was resting well.’
He knows Ido is here.
This was really, one hundred percent certain.
Wookyung felt his vision darken and closed his eyes. President Park, who walked past Wookyung standing tall, crossed the living room with heavy steps without even taking off his shoes. Following closely behind President Park who entered all the way to the bedroom without any hesitation, Wookyung spoke in a calm tone.
‘…President.’
President Park opened the bedroom door without answering. From the wide-open bedroom window, sweet summer wind blew in with a whoosh. The messily mixed pheromones wafted clearly and intensely to the noses of the men standing at the door.
…What should I do? Though only for a moment, Wookyung seriously considered whether he should knock President Park unconscious. Then President Park called Wookyung in a low voice.
‘Wookyung.’
‘…Yes, President.’
‘You’ve been having a hard time only working lately, haven’t you?’
President Park grinned.
‘…I’m fine.’
‘Fine, my ass. I’m an alpha too, you know. Not dominant like you though.’
President Park had usually shown subtle inferiority complex about being a recessive alpha. Even while keeping Wookyung, a dominant alpha, by his side, there was no way Wookyung couldn’t notice him casting envious glances at his traits.
President Park, who had come close to Wookyung, spoke in a secretive tone.
‘Alphas like us need to embrace omegas periodically to relieve stress, right? Isn’t that so?’
‘……’
‘So, even though I can’t give our Wookyung a vacation…’
His vile face swept over Wookyung’s bed with an explicit gaze. Ido was small in stature, but not small enough to hide the outline showing under the blanket. Wookyung silently swallowed.
‘I can lend you one of my omegas.’
‘……’
‘Ah, I don’t mean give them completely. Just from a welfare perspective, I can lend them to you occasionally when you need.’
At President Park’s fishy words telling him to name an omega he liked, Wookyung gritted his teeth. His words were nothing short of setting a trap openly. Tell me which omega you’ve set your heart on. Confess with your own mouth that you’re actually hiding my property under this blanket.
‘…I’m fine.’
A thick voice feigning calmness quietly filled the room. One corner of President Park’s mouth twisted up.
‘Really?’
‘Yes.’
‘So… you don’t need it, is that it.’
A low chuckling sound leaked from President Park’s mouth.
‘As expected, those omega things are useless outside of bed. Even when I try to use them to reward my subordinates, you refuse…’
‘……’
‘Since it’s come to this anyway, I’m thinking of just selling them all off and bringing in new ones.’
Wookyung’s expression, which had been maintaining coldness, shattered to pieces in that moment.
‘…Pardon?’
‘I’m bored of them. The ones I have now, I mean. Is it four? Or five?’
President Park, who was picking at his ear as if even counting was bothersome, spoke in a bored tone.
‘I’m completely bored with all of them. The tightness has really lessened. I’m just going to send them down to the establishments soon. Around… tomorrow or the day after?’
‘…President.’
‘What.’
In that moment, President Park’s eyes flashed. His damp, black eyes gleamed like a snake.
‘Got something to say?’
With a vile smile on his lips, President Park asked. Wookyung, who had clenched his jaw for a moment, answered in a suppressed voice.
‘…No.’
‘Right, right. I should do something different for our Wookyung. You always work so hard, after all.’
A hand pitifully small compared to Wookyung’s was placed on Wookyung’s shoulder. After withdrawing the hand that had patted encouragingly, President Park suddenly grinned.
‘But Wookyung.’
‘…Yes, President.’
‘Your expression isn’t good at all? Why is that?’
‘…It’s not.’
A strange gleam appeared in President Park’s eyes. Before he could understand the meaning in that gaze, he pulled out a small pocket knife from his pocket and opened it. The blue-black blade flashed before his eyes.
‘You should smile, Wookyung. I’m comfortable with this these days. Huh?’
‘…It’s not.’
‘How can you make that shitty expression in front of your hyung? Breaking hyung’s heart.’
In an instant, the blade was aimed at Wookyung’s mouth. Wookyung’s startled eyes widened. His trained reflexes could have easily twisted the wrist of President Park holding the knife, but at President Park’s next words delivered in a low voice, Wookyung stopped the hand that was about to block the knife.
‘Your younger sister seems to have reached marriageable age. She’s become quite a young lady, hasn’t she?’
Wookyung’s hand that had stopped soon after dropped powerlessly in the air with a thud. Completely entrusting his face to President Park’s knife, Wookyung stood tall unable to make any resistance. The feeling of the sharp knife tip cutting the flesh next to his mouth corner was vividly terrible. His clenched fist trembled.
However, he couldn’t even let out a groan. President Park was clearly threatening him right now. He was holding Wookyung accountable for touching his property omega. It was a kind of warning that since you dared to touch what’s mine, if you don’t stop here, I’ll mercilessly destroy what’s yours.
‘Don’t make that shitty expression and smile. Do I have to teach you even this, Wookyung?’
The blade that had been pressed at the end of Wookyung’s lips moved diagonally upward. A drop of blood flowed down from the knife tip that was forcibly drawn upward with force as if drawing an arc on his mouth. Starting with that, blood began to pour down from the split wound.
‘See, you look much better when you smile.’
Wookyung stood there motionless with a hardened expression. Muscles bulged unevenly on his tightly clenched jaw.
President Park smiled sweetly as he withdrew the knife. Taking out a handkerchief from his pocket and meticulously wiping his hands, President Park continued smoothly.
‘Wookyung. You know, I really, really cherish you. You know?’
‘……’
‘I just can’t stand to see you go down the wrong path. So, to prevent any shitty things from happening, I’m educating you in advance.’
President Park stared at Wookyung with an unusually humorless face. Despite the blood pouring down to dye his entire shirt red, Wookyung stood looking straight at him with no expression. Blood poured down from the torn place and flowed down his neck.
‘For example, coveting your boss’s property… you know… stuff like that. The common mistake stupid kids make. You know what the future is like for those kids, right? You haven’t just been rolling around here for a day or two. Unable to hold back that moment, making one mistake.’
He put the knife back in his jacket with a neat gesture.
‘They can’t die even if they want to and live a fucking hard life. It seems like it would be comfortable to just die, but you know why they can’t die, right? That’s why bastards with remaining family are so pitiful.’
Wookyung stood tall and glared at him with piercing eyes.
The price was too great. A price incomparably greater than the wound remaining on his face. Right now, President Park was threatening him with the people most precious to Wookyung.
Beyond his blood-soaked lips, Wookyung was gritting his teeth. Finding it hard to hide the surging murderous intent any longer, he turned his gaze away from his eyes.
‘You have to work hard. That way you can pay off your debt quickly. Right?’
President Park’s warning ended there. Smiling fishily, after patting Wookyung’s shoulder, he turned around without regret.
‘Then, see you tonight.’
President Park, who leisurely put on his dress shoes, added slowly in an annoying tone.
‘Ah, bring Yoon Ido to my room tonight for the last time.’
‘……’
‘Let me play with him one more time before sending him to the establishment.’
His face grinning at Wookyung after leaving those words was like a demon. Leaving that one sentence, President Park left Wookyung’s house.
As the sound of the door slamming shut rang out, Wookyung carefully pulled back the blanket.
‘…Ido.’
‘Team Leader-nim!’
