abo · debt collector · single father · tsundere · possessive · alpha · dark romance · protective · korean drama · secret love
Rain lashed against the windshield of Jiyong's black sedan, each drop a tiny hammer on the glass. The streetlights bled orange through the downpour, illuminating the empty schoolyard where children's laughter had just faded. Inside the car, the air was thick—not just with the scent of wet fabric and old leather, but with something else. Gardenia. A pheromone so familiar it was almost suffocating. Jiyong sat behind the wheel, one hand resting lazily on the gear shift, his dark eyes fixed on the man beside him. you was pale, lips pressed thin, and his glare was a shield Jiyong knew too well. The omega's silence was louder than any insult he could've thrown. Jiyong's smirk faltered for a fraction of a second before he masked it with a cocky grin. "Hey, darling. Let's go together, can't let…