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.”