Vol. 1 Chapter 1.3

Seong, the Chief Secretary, checked his wristwatch ostentatiously. The watch, as shiny as a tie pin, was revealed and then disappeared beneath his sleeve. He lightly clasped his hands together, placed them on his knees, and began to speak in a soft voice. It was quite a long speech, delivered flawlessly as if he had practiced it for days and nights.

“After the contract, Kang Yeha will move his residence to the main house of the Hanho Group. And he will bear the child of Choi Han-geon, the second son of the Hanho Group. The child must be an Alpha.”

It was the tone of someone saying, ‘Your job is simple document creation and filing, and your salary will be deposited at the end of each month.’ Absolutely not the intonation of someone talking about bearing a child, and it must be an Alpha.

Yeha swallowed a hollow laugh.

“Pfft… I was going to shut up and listen to what you had to say. But don’t you think that even if I give birth, it might not be an Alpha?”

“We can determine whether it’s an Alpha or an Omega with a simple test immediately after implantation. If it’s an Omega, it will be removed immediately. In the end, what you give birth to can only be an Alpha.”

“…You crazy bastards.”

Even in a society where human rights and morality have all but disappeared, this is too much. And the way they’re talking, right in front of the person who will bear the child… But Chief Secretary Seong casually ignored Yeha’s words once again.

“Once the health status of the delivered child is confirmed, Kang Yeha’s work will be finished from that moment on. The reward is 10 billion credits. It will be immediately deposited into Kang Yeha’s account.”

“I don’t have an account. Dad told me not to make one… No, what? Ten billion? Ten billion credits?”

Yeha’s eyes widened. Ten billion credits. It was a number that felt completely unreal. If he had said ten million credits, Yeha would have thought, ‘Wow, that’s a shit ton of money.’ But it was beyond his ability to comprehend, so he didn’t even feel like it was a lot of money.

“Yes, that’s correct. Ten billion credits. It’s enough to build a couple of buildings under the Han River. You could even create an island in the Pacific Ocean. As it is a large sum of money, please recognize the gravity of the task at hand.”

Yeha moved his lips, opening and closing them. But no sound came out. To be honest, he was a little tempted. Bearing a child didn’t seem like such a difficult task. If it were a Beta, maybe not. But he was born to bear children anyway. That’s how Omegas evolved.

Then he shook his head. Still, some things are just not right. Why has he been hiding all this time? Because his name might be revealed, and he couldn’t even open a bank account. He’s been carrying around cash that no one uses these days, enduring all kinds of suspicious looks.

To avoid being controlled by an Alpha.

To live as a human, not an Omega.

Yeha clenched his fist and was about to speak when Chief Secretary Seong pre-empted him.

“Until you give birth to an Alpha, we will provide you with food, clothing, and shelter, as well as an elite doctor. After everything is finished, we will also provide you with accommodation and offer you any job you desire.”

“…”

“However, there are a few things that Kang Yeha must keep. You must not disclose anything you see or hear related to the Hanho Group during the contract.”

“Why? Is it because it’s illegal to contract an Omega to give birth to an Alpha? I heard that even our country’s president came from the womb of a kidnapped Omega! What’s the big deal if I say something? Or are you ashamed that the child was born from a street Omega with no lineage or family?”

At those words, Chief Secretary Seong’s eyebrows furrowed into a triangular shape. It was the first time he had expressed his feelings so clearly since entering the room. Yeha smiled proudly. It felt like he had won a power struggle.

“…It’s not kidnapping, it’s a contract.”

“If it’s a contract, then I have the right to refuse.”

“No, you don’t.”

“Huh…”

“Don’t let the contract become a threat.”

Chief Secretary Seong, his face quickly returning to its waxy composure, said. ‘That’s the threat,’ Yeha grumbled, but Chief Secretary Seong seemed to have decided to ignore his words again.

“Also, you must not bear the Omega or Alpha of another person. However, since Kang Yeha is currently pre-heat, we will remove that clause.”

“Why?”

“Excuse me?”

Chief Secretary Seong asked back at Yeha’s question. It was a question that came from an unexpected place. Yeha asked again with an annoyed expression.

“Why? Why are you removing it? What if I have another child? What about that other guy? Choi Han-geon’s brother. Isn’t he looking for an Omega too? If he offers me ten billion credits, will I sleep with him or not?”

At those words, Chief Secretary Seong’s eyes narrowed slightly before returning to normal. He tapped the table with his index finger. After organizing his thoughts for a moment, he replied.

“My explanation was a bit lacking. Currently, Kang Yeha is in a pre-heat state, and Choi Han-geon will be the one to trigger Kang Yeha’s heat in the future. Then Kang Yeha will only be able to sense Han-geon’s pheromones, and pregnancy will only be possible with Han-geon.”

“…”

“So, you can have sex with anyone you want after your heat.”

“Is that… is that how Alphas and Omegas are supposed to be…?”

Yeha’s eyebrows furrowed into a triangular shape. Alpha and Omega. He had never learned about it specifically, but since it was his body, he had searched through books and Smith (artificial intelligence internet) in various ways. But what Chief Secretary Seong was saying now was very unfamiliar.

As expected, Chief Secretary Seong shook his head.

“No. It’s not common. Most Omegas naturally go into heat around the age of 14.”

“…”

“That’s the biggest reason why we’re offering Kang Yeha such a large sum of money. A pre-heat Omega. The Hanho Group has high expectations. Among those who have entered the former Hanho Group Chairman’s office, there has never been a case of directly triggering an Omega’s heat. They were just grateful to have any Omega at all.”

“Wow, so I’m the first? To be forced into heat and give birth to an Alpha?”

“Yes, that’s correct.”

“This is fucking bullshit.”

At the unfiltered profanity, Chief Secretary Seong slowly closed his eyes and then opened them. Only then did he become worried. He had rushed over after hearing the news that an Omega had been found. But this Omega had no manners or reason.

If he brought him in this state, the person he served would not be pleased. Should he cut out his uvula? How could he scare him into shutting his low-quality mouth?

Whether he knew about Chief Secretary Seong’s sinister thoughts or not, Yeha was piecing together the information he didn’t know.

“So, when CEO Song said he was worried that I might go into heat, that’s what he meant? But how did you guys know that?”

“It’s included in the higher biology curriculum. In the chapter on men and women, Alphas and Omegas.”

“Ah… I’m sorry. I haven’t been to school since elementary school, so I don’t have anything in my head.”

Yeha smiled, raising the corners of his lips.

As Chief Secretary Seong said, most Omegas go into heat with the onset of puberty. If Yeha had regularly interacted with Alphas while attending middle and high school, he would have naturally gone into heat, but he didn’t go to school. No, he couldn’t. He barely managed to attend elementary school, and he didn’t go to middle or high school.

According to Dad, in the old days, when Alphas and Omegas were commonly seen on the streets, the school admission documents required Alphas, Betas, and Omegas to be specified like names.

They were divided into classes according to their ‘species,’ and the education was slightly different. That was to prevent accidents.

Unfortunately, the policies created at that time were still in effect. Elementary school was fine because Omegas and Alphas weren’t clearly in heat yet, but middle and high schools required a doctor’s note.

In modern times, the probability of meeting an Alpha or Omega before death was much lower than the probability of not meeting them. There was no need to divide them into classes. He had many complaints, but there was no one to express them to.

Of course, Omegas could go to school. It’s just that once you’re stamped as an Omega, you can’t live a normal life, so they avoid it. The worst-case scenario is being kidnapped on the first day of school. The next best thing is being gang raped. If you saved several countries in your past life, you might just end up being bullied.

Yeha wanted to go to school. But Dad didn’t have the connections to get a fake diagnosis, nor the money to buy a Beta diagnosis. Also, it would be a big problem if he was caught trying to find a fake diagnosis.

So, Yeha had almost no opportunity to meet others. And even less of a chance of that other person being an Alpha. That’s why he hadn’t gone into heat yet at the age of twenty-two.

But who knew that it would lead to such a fucked-up situation.

“Can I ask another question?”

“Yes. Go ahead.”

“Then, after I go into heat, will only Choi Han-geon be able to smell my pheromones?”

“No. Other Alphas can smell Kang Yeha’s pheromones.”

“Why?”

At the persistent, seven-year-old-like question, Chief Secretary Seong licked his lower lip.

“…That’s a difficult question to answer.”

Yeha smiled self-deprecatingly and leaned back on the sofa. Yeah. That’s right. It’s not like you created Alphas and Omegas. I’ll have to ask God when I die. Why did you make Omegas like that? No. First, I should ask why you made Omegas at all.

“It’s unfair. I, as an Omega, have to give everything, but Choi Han-geon, as an Alpha, doesn’t lose anything.”

Yeha crossed his legs and tapped the table with his toes. Chief Secretary Seong, who had been staring at him intently, said in a slightly smaller voice. It was an intonation as if he was reluctant to tell him.

“…Han-geon will also lose something corresponding to that.”

After speaking, Chief Secretary Seong turned on the discarded tablet again, as if he would not allow any more questions, and held it out in front of Yeha.

“The contract explanation is over. Now, on the contract-”

“I don’t want to. I won’t do it.”

Yeha cut him off abruptly. Chief Secretary Seong sighed deeply.

“…I asked you not to make it a threat.”

“Threat, um, threat. Yeah. Go ahead and try it.”

Yeha, sitting crookedly, raised his chin. Destroying his house, making him lose his job, killing his loved ones. None of that applied to Yeha. His house was already falling apart, his job was a part-time job, and he didn’t have any loved ones. He didn’t even have a single friend.

It didn’t seem like they would do anything to him. It would be a big problem if he couldn’t give birth to an Alpha. CEO Song said there were no more Omegas left.

Chief Secretary Seong retrieved the tablet with an expressionless face. And he straightened his perfect tie once more.

“Actually, I don’t have any threats prepared. Kang Yeha, you don’t have anything, so there’s nothing to hold and shake.”

“So?”

“I’ll just conclude the contract with coercive force.”

As he snapped his fingers slightly, the two burly men standing behind him strode towards Yeha.

Uh… he didn’t expect this. Yeha unknowingly jumped up and looked around. The electricity that had been tingling at his fingertips had disappeared, and he was determined to escape properly.

Where was something that could be used as a weapon…? He rolled his eyes diligently, but there was nothing. There was no way there would be anything to use as a weapon in a room with just one table and two sofas.

In his bewilderment, he hesitated for a moment, and his nape was grabbed by thick, rough hands. And then, thud, his face was slammed onto the table. The smooth table was cold enough to make his spine tingle.

“Let go, you fucker!”

Yeha twisted his shoulders with all his might. But the giant, who seemed to weigh well over two hundred pounds, didn’t even flinch. Another man grabbed Yeha’s slender wrist. Yeha bent his thumb as much as he could, but he was helpless against the bone-crushing force.

Chief Secretary Seong, who had climbed onto the table, squatted down in front of Yeha. His black shoes, without a speck of dust, filled his vision. He took the tablet with Yeha’s trembling thumb.

“Don’t, do it! What kind of contract is this…!”

Yeha screamed. But no one reacted. In the end, his thumb pierced the hologram. The hologram, which had been shining, was dyed gold.

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