Secretly Married to a Chaebol Alpha
Chapter 42: A CLEAR BOUNDARY

Chapter 42: A CLEAR BOUNDARY

"DO YOU seriously want to get an erectile dysfunction, huh?"

Aigooya.

Song Sihyuk avoided Seong Kyungmin’s gaze.

As expected, his friend only went there because he wanted to nag at him.

Fortunately, Jin Taejoon wasn’t done collecting the contracts that Song Sihyuk demanded.

It was fine since his finance team wasn’t done arranging the 1.9 billion won cash that he asked for earlier.

It’s a huge amount of money, so it will take time, of course.

"Are you listening, you annoying prick?"

As if yelling wasn’t enough, Seong Kyungmin had to resort to violence and smack Song Sihyuk in the arm.

He looked at his doctor-slash-friend.

"Yah. Do you want to die?"

It was only a light tap, but it still hurt because Seong Kyungmin was an Alpha, too.

Even so, Song Sihyuk couldn’t really go on a full rage-mode towards Seong Kyungmin because the doctor was holding a syringe with a pretty huge needle.

It wasn’t like he was afraid of needles, okay?

I’m just not... a fan.

"You’re the one who has a death wish," Seong Kyungmin said while glaring at Song Sihyuk. "Just try to annoy me while I’m administering this shot. I’ll pretend I’m a new nurse who’s having a hard time finding their first patient’s veins. In short, I’ll make this unnecessarily painful."

Song Sihyuk scoffed, but he was smart enough to shut his mouth.

"How many times do I have to tell you that your pheromones aren’t stable because of the stupid experiment you’ve gone through willingly?" Seong Kyungmin continued nagging at Song Sihyuk while giving him a rut suppressant shot. Since the pills weren’t working anymore, they had no choice but to resort to that. "Then you had to go to a club that reeks of Omega pheromones everywhere."

"I had no choice, okay?" Song Sihyuk complained. He was hoping he succeeded in keeping a stoic face because the shot hurt. Maybe Seong Kyungmin made it hurt on purpose. "My wife needed my help."

"Oh, right. Where’s the kid?" Seong Kyungmin asked after he was done giving Song Sihyuk a strong does of rut suppressant. "You haven’t introduced your wife to me yet. Do you not consider me a close friend or do you not consider Lim Garam your true partner yet?"

"Your question pisses me off," Song Sihyuk said while rolling down the sleeve of his dress shirt. "What do you mean by that?"

"I understand that your marriage with the kid is a secret. Aside from me, only your parents know that you married Lim Garam, right?"

"Yeah."

"Then shouldn’t you introduce us to your wife?"

"I don’t feel the need to do so."

"Ah, I see."

"And what do you see?"

"You and Lim Garam aren’t a real couple," Seong Kyungmin said. "The way you act when it comes to the kid makes me think otherwise, though."

"That pisses me even more. I don’t understand what you’re trying to say."

"I’m just saying I thought you’ve lost your mind and fell for the kid."

"Yah. Why do you make it sound like it’s a bad idea? What’s wrong if Lim Garam and I become a real couple? We’re married already."

"I have two reasons," Seong Kyungmin said. "First, I don’t think your grandfather will approve of your marriage if he finds out about it. You didn’t forget that Shaman Sangmi-ssi saw a vision of you. Apparently, you’re destined to marry an Omega who will give you a child with the same Alpha class as you. You know how obsessed your grandfather is with the fact that you’re a Hyper-Dominant Alpha, don’t you?"

"That won’t be a problem," Song Sihyuk said casually. "Lim Garam will turn into an Omega soon anyway."

"The kid agreed with your ridiculous offer because he was young and desperate then. But he didn’t agree to give you a child, did he? That’s a different matter altogether."

"Once Lim Garam becomes an Omega, he’ll feel the urge to be a mother."

"Not all women and Omegas want to give birth to a child, Song Sihyuk— stop with that old-fashioned mindset that you have."

"What’s wrong with wanting to have a child with my Omega? I need an heir."

"And if Lim Garam says he doesn’t want a child?"

"If I can find a way to turn him into an Omega, I sure can find a way to convince him to give me an heir."

"You’re not yet in love with Lim Garam, but you’re already this obsessed with putting a child in that poor kid," Seong Kyungmin said while shaking his head. "I can’t imagine how worse you’d become once you fall for your wife."

"Seong Kyungmin, you’re pissing me off for real."

"The feeling is mutual, Song Sihyuk. I’m ashamed to be an Alpha because of Alphas like you who give a bad name to the rest of us. I don’t even know why I’m still friends with you."

"Yah, Seong Kyungmin!"

When Song Sihyuk raised his voice out of anger, his pheromones also exploded in the room.

An angry Alpha’s pheromones reeked so bad, especially for Omegas and inferior Alphas.

No wonder Seong Kyungmin fell on his knees while covering his mouth with his hands as if he wanted to puke.

Tsk.

"Lee Chan!"

As soon as Song Sihyuk called for his ’left-hand man,’ the door burst open.

Lee Chan entered the room, took a look at the situation with just one glance, and then escorted Seong Kyungmin out quietly— no questions asked.

This is why I like competent subordinates.

Well, maybe Lee Chan was also in a hurry because as an Alpha, Lee Chan was also affected by Song Sihyuk’s stinky pheromones.

Whatever.

He plopped down on the sofa, suddenly feeling weak after his pheromones exploded out of anger.

Argh.

Seong Kyungmin was right— my pheromones are unstable.

"Because why the hell am I suddenly hard?" Song Sihyuk whispered to himself while looking at the bulge in his pants. "Something must really be wrong with me."

Aside from his sudden erection, he also started to feel faint.

Maybe I shouldn’t have gotten into a fight with my doctor...

***

"HYUNG, are you alright?"

At first, Song Sihyuk thought he was just being delirious because he was feeling unwell.

But the nearer Lim Garam got to him, the clearer it became that it was the real thing.

His scent— I can’t mistake my wife’s scent for someone else.

So, once Lim Garam was within reach, Song Sihyuk grabbed him— snaking his arms around his wife’s thin waist before burying his face against his stomach.

Ah, crap.

My already tight pants feel like bursting now.

"Hyung...?"

"It hurts, Garam-ah."

"Where are you hurt?"

Song Sihyuk smiled when he detected the concern in Lim Garam’s face.

This brat is always sassing me out, but he definitely cares about me.

In other words, Lim Garam was too kind for his own good— and that was something Song Sihyuk enjoyed taking advantage of.

Ah, maybe Seong Kyungmin was right.

I really am a scumbag Alpha that gives the rest of them a bad name.

But that wasn’t his problem, was it?

"My crotch," Song Sihyuk said, raising his head and anticipating his wife’s reaction. "I’m hard, Garam-ah."

As expected, Lim Garam took a deep breath as if he were trying to calm himself down.

Pfft.

Song Sihyuk could tell.

"Garam-ah, you’re cursing me in your head, aren’t you?"

"That can’t be, Hyung," Lim Garam lied with a straight face, and then he changed the topic. "Let’s get you home first." He then placed a hand on his forehead. "I think you’re running a fever."

"I’m not sick— I’m just horny."

"I have no intention of having sex with a sick person. Plus, it’s not yet the deadline. You promised to give me 2.5 weeks to prepare."

Song Sihyuk frowned.

Why did I even agree to that stupid deal?

"Then can you at least help me?" Song Sihyuk said, pulling down Lim Garam by the wrist until his wife was sitting on his lap. Then he grabbed Lim Garam’s hand and guided it to his erection. "You can use your hand."

Lim Garam’s boba-like eyes widened a bit, and then he blushed.

How can someone be this fucking cute?

But Lim Garam looked like Song Sihyuk had just suggested something obscene.

"Or are you the type to consider foreplay as sex?"

"Well, I do think that a handjob is a non-penetrative sex," Lim Garam said bluntly. "I’m not comfortable doing any kind of sexual act with a sick person."

"I said I’m not sick— I’m just really horny."

"Do you want me to help you with that... here?"

"Lee Chan and the others are guarding the door. No one will open that door unless we call for them."

"Am I supposed to be okay with that just because the doors are locked?"

"Yes."

I mean, what could be the problem?

"Hyung, you know that I’m a virgin, don’t you?"

Okay, now Song Sihyuk was confused.

"Yes, I know that you’re a virgin. But what does it have to do with this?"

Lim Garam let out a sigh. "Hyung, I want my first time to any kind of sexual act to be special. Call me picky or a brat or whatever, but I don’t want my first time holding another man’s dick to happen in a disgusting club like this. Yeah, this place looks fancy. But the way this club runs is disgusting. I don’t want this place to be associated with the memory of one of our firsts."

Aww.

Song Sihyuk didn’t really care, though.

To be honest, it wouldn’t be his first time with a virgin. He had taken the virginity of some of the Omegas that he fucked before.

But none of those Omegas made a fuss like this.

He did the deed whenever and wherever he wanted— without considering his partners’ preferences and feelings.

Once again, Seong Kyungmin was right about Song Sihyuk.

I really am an irresponsible son of a bitch.

"Hyung, I understand that we’re just contract husbands. Even so, I still believe it’s not too much to ask for basic respect as your partner," Lim Garam said firmly. "Sure, doing the deed anywhere is normal for couples, as long as they’re both consenting adults. I’m not saying it’s a bad thing. In fact, I’m willing to try it later in our relationship. But I just want my first time to be special."

Song Sihyuk just raised an eyebrow.

"But if you think our relationship doesn’t warrant that kind of respect, then fine," Lim Garam said, and then he suddenly grabbed Lim Garam’s belt. "I can be your fuck buddy instead of a husband."

Song Sihyuk didn’t like that.

He wanted Lim Garam to be more than a body to warm his bed.

Fuck it.

Is this how I realize that I like this brat?

"Stop it," Song Sihyuk said, almost growling, as he stopped Lim Garam from undoing his belt. "I don’t want you to be just a fuck buddy to me, Lim Garam."

***

WHEW.

Garam survived another day protecting his chastity.

To be honest, he wasn’t ready yet to do any kind of sexual act with Song Sihyuk— especially not in a place like that.

Thankfully, my yapping worked.

But, suddenly, the atmosphere turned serious.

"I don’t want you to be just a fuck buddy to me, Lim Garam."

Garam almost asked Song Sihyuk what he wanted him to be, but thankfully, a knock on the door distracted them.

"Song Sihyuk, you bastard— come out."

"Haaah."

Hmm?

Song Sihyuk let out a frustrated sigh, but he didn’t look angry.

So, the person outside isn’t an enemy.

"Who is that, Hyung?"

"It’s Seong Kyungmin, my friend."

Garam let out a soft gasp. "You have a friend, Hyung?"

"Yah."

Garam just shrugged unapologetically.

"You’ll get along well with Seong Kyungmin since that jerk likes dissing me, too," Song Sihyuk said while shaking his head. Then he gently held Garam by the waist. "Can I introduce you to my friend as my wife, Garam-ah? I mean, he already knows that we’re married. But are you cool with meeting him?"

What?

Did I hear it right?

"Hyung, since when did you ask for permission?" Garam asked in disbelief. "You just do whatever you want to do without considering the feelings of the people around you..."

"Well, you and our marriage deserve more than basic respect," Song Sihyuk said, and then he suddenly hugged Garam— even burying his face against Garam’s neck. "Garam-ah, you aremy wife."

Hmm?

Suddenly, Garam felt a chill down his spine.

Song Sihyuk sounded serious— too serious.

Did I mess up?

***

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