Dog on the Hutch

The sensation of floating on water. The smell of rusted iron. A hutch surrounded on all sides.

“What is this now?”

A face as cold as the winter air.

“What I was supposed to receive was…”

A scar above his eyelid and,

“Not this kind of mutt.”

Fierce eyes that looked as if they could devour someone.

“…Ah.”

And the salty scent of the sea.

This was a world Jung Heeyeon had never seen before.

Not even once.

—

Opening his eyes inside an empty container, Jung Heeyeon follows a man he’s never met before without resistance, simply because the man is a dominant alpha.

Meanwhile, Director Yeon receives a call from Chief Nam, who sent him a “gift,” and learns that the omega in the container is related to Chairman Jung, a figure from a dark past.

“Heeyeon.”

“… Yes?”

“Are you nineteen years old?”

“Yes.”

“So you’re a baby.”

“I’m not a baby.”

“Babies usually hate being called a baby.”

“It’s not like that… I mean, I’m nineteen…?”

At this earnest reply, Director Yeon lets out a soft laugh.

“You’re going to be a handful, aren’t you?”

“I’ll try… not to be a burden.”

“Don’t worry, Heeyeon.”

“……”

“I like things that require a lot of attention.”

The man, who brought Jung Heeyeon into his house, gives a kind suggestion.

“Should I call it a deal instead?”

“A deal?”

“Because I need you.”