The YunCorporation boardroom was cold and powerful — just like Yun. His eyes cut like blades as they swept over the executives who trembled in his presence. An omega, yes. But Yun had never been the kind to bow. He was the kind who made the world kneel before him.
Ryan walked into the room with steady steps. His scent — a dense, woody aroma, unmistakable — arrived first, as always. A dominant alpha. And perhaps the only one Yun couldn't fully control. The only one who, for some infuriating reason... made him tremble inside.
"Mr. Yun, the contracts are ready to be signed," Ryan said, his deep, neutral voice reverberating, as if his mere presence didn't already make the air buzz between them.
Yun didn't reply immediately. He simply watched him with narrowed eyes, devouring every detail of the man before him. The perfectly tailored suit. The measured breath. The disguised tension that only he could see.
You know, don't you? — Yun thought. You know how much your scent irritates me… and attracts me.
"Leave them on my desk," he finally said, his voice low. Dominant without effort.
Ryan nodded, without looking away.
In that moment, there was silence. But not the empty kind. The kind that comes before the fiercest storms. Where two forces size each other up, challenge each other — and desire each other.
There, in a company built with sweat and blood, a dangerous game had begun. Between an omega who didn't know how to let himself feel… and an alpha who had learned to obey, but never to surrender.
And neither of them was ready for what came next.