XX | Chapter 1.2

Sooha insisted that at least he should be given something to rely on before being kicked out, but Gyehak didn’t bat an eye.

He said a son like him needed to experience some hardship and threatened him to try living well after leaving the comfortable and luxurious life.

But as they say, there’s no law that says you have to starve to death.

Sooha received an unexpected proposal that would change his life 180 degrees from a fashion designer acquaintance he met at a club.

“Have you ever thought about becoming a model?”

And it made sense because Sooha had the kind of looks that would attract attention anywhere, regardless of time or nationality.

Tall and handsome.

What more needs to be said?

His body, with muscles evenly and beautifully distributed, was perfect for a model, and his trendy fox-like face complemented it.

Plus, his unique rebellious aura, somewhere between stylish and flashy!

The acquaintance praised Sooha, saying he was not only the muse he had been searching for but the muse itself.

Gyehak clicked his tongue, saying not just anyone could be a model, but that prediction was delightfully off the mark.

Even a beetle has the skill to roll, and it turned out that Sooha, who only knew how to dress up and play, was a born entertainer.

With a cool dating life that put Hollywood to shame, extravagant spending habits that came from unabashed economic power, and a deep-rooted attention-seeking nature that enjoyed even excessive interest and jealousy from people!

Having lived like this all his life, money just came rolling in as the public consumed his daily life!

Moreover, being born as the youngest son of a large corporation meant he didn’t have to be cautious or submissive like ordinary rookies; it was completely Sooha’s world!

In short, Cheon Sooha seemed like he was born to be a celebrity.

What elevated him from a mere chaebol family fashion model to a hot celebrity was PLAY Magazine.

They highly valued Sooha’s free-spiritedness and proposed an ‘all-nude’ photoshoot to showcase his unique vibe.

It was a bold proposal that others might have hesitated over, but Sooha agreed in an instant.

He was quite confident in his size, after all.

The result was as expected and obvious.

Sooha’s first nude photoshoot recorded the highest sales since PLAY’s inception.

Titles like ‘XL Size’, ‘Alpha of Alphas’, ‘Ultimate Top Alpha’, and many other honorable descriptors followed.

This led Sooha to be recognized by the public as the epitome of a dominant alpha, and he established himself as a rising star in less than a year since his debut.

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Pilgyu glanced at Sooha through the rearview mirror, who was giggling while looking at his phone in the backseat. He was probably laughing at the comments on his photoshoot story on the community or the comments on his Instagram.

While someone was exhausted from breaking up a family fight since morning, Sooha kindly read out the comments he saw—something about having three legs, like a tripod or whatever. Pilgyu, who was chewing over the words trying to grasp the meaning, frowned.

“Oh, that’s crude!” Pilgyu squawked, feeling like his eardrums were being harassed. He covered one ear and glared, but Sooha just laughed heartily.

“Hyung… you always have to add unnecessary comments… That’s why the chairman scolds you so much.” According to Pilgyu, who had been by his side since his debut, Sooha had a nasty hobby of deliberately provoking people, even though he wasn’t oblivious. A real pervert, Pilgyu grumbled.

“And hyung, just post photos on SNS once a day. People call you an attention seeker because you flood it with selfies every day.”

“Who cares. Why does it matter to others? Aren’t the people who come crawling into my SNS to see my photos and then insult me the crazy ones?” Sooha seemed unaffected by Pilgyu’s ‘attention seeker’ remark.

It wasn’t like he was displaying his selfies on a billboard in the middle of Gangnam Boulevard 24/7 or sticking flyers on every door. It was just something he posted on his personal SNS, so why were there so many comments?

If they didn’t like it, they could just block him. Going out of their way to leave nasty comments on someone else’s SNS was a disease. Sooha sarcastically remarked that there were many people in the world with nothing better to do.

“……”

But the problem is that even the people who used to follow you are unfollowing. Pilgyu wanted to point out the core issue, but he stopped, knowing it wouldn’t work anyway.

No matter how many people unfollowed him on SNS, it wouldn’t affect him, nor would it diminish his fame.

In fact, the few hundred numbers at the end of his millions of followers wouldn’t even be noticeable. Besides, the number of people following him was overwhelmingly greater than those unfollowing.

Watching Sooha take a few more selfies with his phone camera, Pilgyu decided to focus on driving.

Recently, Sooha’s mood was at its peak. Since his first all-nude photoshoot with PLAY two years ago, he had risen to the ranks of top stars, reaching the pinnacle of his career. He had snagged modeling gigs with high-end brands and graced the covers of major fashion magazines.

But what really excited Sooha was something else—it was being selected as the ambassador for Max Rogers.

Max Rogers was considered the top high-end fashion brand in New York, symbolizing the dominant alpha. Although they didn’t officially say it due to potential issues with genetic discrimination, Max Rogers blatantly used only dominant alpha models and hired only dominant alpha designers. Even the founder and fashion designer of the brand, Max Rogers himself, was a dominant alpha—so that said it all.

Naturally, Max Rogers became a brand representing dominant alphas, and wearing the brand was a great way to showcase one’s traits and wealth. Despite their dominant alpha supremacy and history of not using Asian models, that Max Rogers reached out to Sooha. They wanted to make Cheon Sooha the ambassador for Max Rogers.

It was an unbelievably groundbreaking event.

The company advised him to be as cautious as possible while serving as the ambassador. But unfortunately, Sooha thought differently.

Why did Max Rogers choose him? Obviously, it was because he fit the image of a dominant alpha!

Rather than suddenly behaving quietly just because he became the ambassador, Sooha argued that he should act exactly as he usually did.

So, Sooha strutted around proudly, and it was his surrounding people who ended up with headaches.

“You’re going to rest at home today, right? Please say yes.”

As they arrived at their destination and Sooha was about to get out of the car, Pilgyu grabbed his hand.

Me? Hmm… After pretending to think for a moment, he smiled brightly and replied in a lively tone.

“I won’t stay out overnight.”

“Ah, hyung!”

Even though it was a compromise, Pilgyu wasn’t satisfied.

He furrowed his brows and made a pitiful face, saying that reporters were lurking around these days, looking for something to catch. Especially when it came to Sooha, the articles were deliberately sensationalized—so he had to be extra careful.

Moreover, the private event scheduled for Cheonha Group tomorrow was something Executive Director Cheon Yua had put a lot of effort into. There mustn’t be any controversial articles before that.

“Hey, what do you take me for?” As if I would cause trouble in just one day. With a look of injustice, he scolded, but the response was firm.

“Promise me you won’t cause any trouble. If another weird article comes out, I’m dead.”

“Okay, I promise.” Now go. Even as Sooha got out of the car and waved him off, Pilgyu, who had poked his face out of the window, didn’t seem to want to let go of his hand.

“Really? You promised me, right?”

“Yeah.”

“You really can’t cause any trouble? You promised me, right?”

“Ah, seriously.”

“I get it, so go!”

Finally, with his patience exhausted, he pushed Pilgyu’s clingy head back into the car. Telling him to stop lingering and just go, he reluctantly listened to the sound of the engine starting.

Yeah, please just go.

Watching the minivan pull away from the road, Sooha clicked his tongue as if it were annoying.

Seriously, our Pilgyu worries way too much.

As long as that secret isn’t revealed, nothing else matters.

“Well, who would know?” Sooha shrugged nonchalantly. That Cheon Sooha, known as a dominant alpha, wasn’t actually a dominant alpha.

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“Your article came out.”

“What? About my big penis?”

“No, the article about you being ranked number one in the ‘Celebrities People Want to Be Involved With’ category.” As soon as he entered the clinic, Nam Jaewon, who was sitting at the desk, said indifferently. Then, at the sudden mention of ‘penis,’ his face scrunched up mercilessly.

“Is your mind always in the gutter? There are words like ‘genitals’ or ‘penis,’ and even euphemisms like ‘down there,’ but do you have to use such vulgar language?” Despite Jaewon’s disdainful criticism, Sooha laughed heartily.

Rolling up his sleeves while sitting on the sofa instead of the examination chair, Jaewon scolded him, asking if the hospital was his living room, but still came over to the sofa to administer the medication injection.

“Did the test results come out?” Sooha asked with a hint of expectation, and instead of answering, a piece of paper was handed over. Below the phrase ‘Trait Test,’ there was the brief information ‘Cheon Sooha, 28 years old’ and a jagged horizontal bar chart. Regardless of how the chart looked, the result was the most important, so Sooha immediately turned to the next page to find the test results section.

[Final Result: Ultra-Dominant Omega]

“What the heck! It’s the same as last year!”

“I already told you, the result would be the same.”

“But you said if I keep getting the injections, it might go down!” Isn’t this quackery? Despite Sooha’s irritated complaints, Jaewon, who was used to it, maintained his composure, but when he heard the word ‘quack,’ he turned around with his eyebrows drooping.

“No… Hey, how can you change an innate trait? The purpose of this medication is to prevent the trait levels from rising, not to change the trait itself.”

“But it says here that the beta probability is 39%!”

“Ah, not this again… Look, this is a genetic statistic, but the final result is as stated here, okay? So, can I say you’re an alpha because there’s an alpha percentage here too? You’re being so frustrating, mister.”

“Even though the pheromone response and emission are marked as ‘none’?”