The Stallion’s Contract

‘You skipped class just to meet them? That Omega!’

Taegun’s vision spun.

Grabbing Hyunwoo by the collar in a single motion, he shoved him back through the open gap of the front door.

But Hyunwoo was just as desperate as Taegun.

“Ugh, let go…! Let go of me!”

As Hyunwoo gritted his teeth and resisted with all his might to avoid being dragged inside, Taegun felt like he was losing his mind with rage.

In Hyunwoo’s gestures of violent rejection, Taegun felt a shock paired with an indescribable emotion.

Something beyond mere anger writhed in his chest as if about to explode.

“Han Hyunwoo!!”

The veins in Taegun’s neck bulged dangerously as he let out a roar.

Taegun pinned Hyunwoo’s struggling body against his own, his heart thumping as if it might burst.

He was pouring out a threatening pheromone so intense that a normal Alpha would have fainted instantly, but as always, Hyunwoo showed no reaction.

A half-baked Alpha who couldn’t even perceive the pheromones he should submit to, and a half-baked Omega who couldn’t even get pregnant—it was laughable.

‘Is that why you’re so devoted to them? That Omega?!’

Bloodshot eyes trembling with runaway delusions, Taegun faltered for a split second.

Hyunwoo didn’t miss the opening; he shoved Taegun back and bolted.

Taegun turned to give chase, but as Hyunwoo kicked the door open and vanished, Taegun froze in place at the scent wafting from the wide-open house.

‘…He even brought them inside. That Omega in heat…!’

To Taegun, this space where he lived with Hyunwoo was not just a house.

It was a sanctuary he had vowed would provide Hyunwoo the ultimate rest, a fortress isolated from the traumas of the past.

The first haven for the two of them, who had promised to stay together forever, had been brutally trampled upon by Hyunwoo himself.

Stepping inside, Taegun ground his teeth at the faint traces of Omega pheromones floating through the rooms.

He moved quickly, tracing the source of the scent that was already beginning to evaporate.

He truly couldn’t understand how such a pathetic pheromone had lured Hyunwoo.

It was only because he was a Dominant Alpha that he could sense it; any ordinary Alpha wouldn’t even have been able to tell if this was a pheromone at all.

It was that poor.

When he had smelled the lingering scent on Hyunwoo earlier, it felt like fresh, green fruit, but smelling it dispersed in the air now, it was nothing more and nothing less than the pheromones of an Omega desperate for s*x.

His expectation that Hyunwoo’s Omega would be special was shattered.

‘There are no exceptions when it comes to Omegas.’

Taegun let out a chilling laugh.

The pheromones were strongest in Hyunwoo’s room, specifically on the bed.

The gray sheets were deeply soaked with sweat from God knows who.

The thought occurred to him that they might not have met by skipping class.

They might have been mating right here in the dawn while he was asleep.

Perhaps that was why Hyunwoo couldn’t wake up despite the alarm blaring—because they had been rolling around like beasts all night.

Blue veins bulged menacingly on the back of Taegun’s hand as he gripped the duvet.

The thought of the two of them treading over this bed all night made his blood boil.

Buzz— Buzz—.

Vibrations rang from the pocket of the teeth-gritting Taegun.

He pulled out his phone and checked one of the two messages that had just arrived.

[Tonight at 9 PM, Aiden Hotel Room 2301]

His brow furrowed at the abrupt content, but as he swiped to the next message, the corners of Taegun’s mouth curled up in a sinister arc.

Aha.

He was just in the mood to hunt down and crush an Omega, and the timing was impeccable.

Hyunwoo had not returned by the time Taegun left the house late at night.

Grinding his teeth, Taegun changed into a black suit, caught a taxi, and headed to the hotel indicated in the text.

Lee Sejin.

The only child and Omega of a man who had served four terms as a lawmaker and was now a minister of some department.

The absurd message—stating that Sejin had a manifestation issue where the vaginal opening was blocked, and that Taegun should use his member to force a way through—was ridiculous no matter how many times he thought about it.

‘If your body is broken, go to a hospital. Do they think a Dominant Alpha’s cock is some kind of drill?’

‘Should I just keep ramming until something ruptures?’

Sinking deep into his seat, Taegun crossed his legs and irritably ran a hand through his hair.

The taxi driver, catching glimpses of Taegun’s delinquent and overbearing aura—which didn’t match his formal attire at all—shrank back in his seat.

Taegun knew very well that Museok’s purpose in taking him in when he was dying in the cold was his secondary gender.

It was a trait highly useful across all of Taeryung Group’s core businesses: pharmaceuticals, chemicals, and biotech.

It would be useful for drug development, and since they owned several private school foundations, publishing research papers would also bring great profit.

He had prepared himself for a day like this—whether it be biological experiments or black-market deals—but Taegun was stunned by the negotiation card he never imagined.

s*x with an Omega.

It seemed his path had been solidified as a stud.

In exchange for s*x with Omegas designated by the main house, Taegun had been granted permission for the university enrollment he had planned.

Contraception was mandatory.

This was because the optional services, knotting and pregnancy, were set to carry a premium price.

As he entered the suite located at the top of the hotel, the nauseating pheromones unique to an Omega in heat suddenly assaulted Taegun’s lungs.

Frowning, Taegun walked further inside until a large bed came into view.

A completely naked Omega lay there, fully prepared.

Sejin tilted his head toward the sound of approaching footsteps, his bloodshot eyes landing on Taegun.

Sejin’s eyes flashed eerily as he scanned Taegun from head to toe with a gaze that felt like a lick.

He had assumed Taegun was some kind of defective loser since a Dominant Alpha was being treated like a mere stud.

But then.

Dry saliva swallowed automatically down Sejin’s throat.

A sense of sensuality flowed from the Alpha’s leisurely stride.

Inside the collar of the partially unbuttoned shirt, he could see a straight neck and sharp collarbones.

The wrinkles of the shirt across the chest, packed with solid muscle, tightened and loosened repeatedly with the Alpha’s breath.

Even without checking with his eyes, he knew a perfect body was hidden beneath that suit.

Whether it was their face or their physique, if there was even one thing that turned him on, Sejin would call out celebrities, athletes, or commoners, hiding his identity to roll around with them indiscriminately.

Since he was born with a blocked opening, he didn’t even need contraception.

It was a body he had run into the ground, falling to the very bottom of the barrel.

He had slept with Dominant Alphas before.

While their pheromones were qualitatively superior, that was as far as it went.

He was starting to get bored of this routine, but looking at the Alpha before him, Sejin’s heart began to beat uncontrollably.

He could honestly say he had never been seized by such intense desire and possessiveness before.

He had wondered how great this person was for the family to keep him veiled and act so high and mighty, and now he saw.

He understood why his father, who knew of his sexual history, had tried so desperately to hide the Alpha’s identity.

Beneath the dark black hair, the cold eyes looking down at him made Sejin’s heart thump madly.

Even though the gaze was filled with contempt as if looking at rotten fish, Sejin felt the taste of asceticism and depravity alongside the insult from those arrogant eyes.

He wanted to see that cold gaze disheveled by heat.

He was dying to make him submit. He wanted to have that Alpha right now.

Taegun began to release his pheromones toward the Omega, who was alone and fretful.

“Hnngh…!”

The Omega’s body convulsed at the superior pheromones he had never experienced before.

Taegun sneered inwardly at the vulgar display as the Omega moaned and twisted his waist.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Taegun took off his jacket.

The Omega’s gaze clung stickily to the silhouette of the firm body writhing beneath the thin shirt as Taegun moved.

Taegun tossed his jacket carelessly onto a nearby sofa, then unbuttoned his right shirt sleeve and rolled it up to his elbow.

The Omega, who had crawled over on his knees before he knew it, rubbed his cheek against Taegun’s exposed forearm.

On the firm forearm, mysterious scars coiled like snakes in reddish hues.

Even those hideous scars felt sensual.

The Omega’s tongue moved flexibly along the curves of the scars.

He busily licked Taegun’s skin, tracing the five metacarpal bones protruding on the back of his hand and the menacingly prominent veins.

Taegun thought the Omega, looking up at him with expectant eyes while twisting his waist, looked like a well-trained b*tch.

A pretty, obedient little b*tch that blindly follows its master.

At that moment, Hyunwoo suddenly flashed through Taegun’s mind.

The Hyunwoo who had shoved him and run away.

In an instant, his mood plummeted to the abyss.

Though he was choking on Taegun’s suddenly menacing pheromones, the Omega squealed with delight.

Taegun cast a cold gaze at him.

‘Would it have been easier to handle if Hyunwoo were an Omega instead?’

Taegun thought of Hyunwoo as he watched the Omega move down to the carpet, kneeling between his legs, burying his face in his crotch and inhaling greedily.

‘Don’t you think so, Hyunwoo?’

‘If you were an Omega, you wouldn’t even dream of rolling around with another Alpha.’

‘Not when you have me right next to you.’