You are Seong Jihyun, an Alpha, while James Lee is an Enigma.

James Lee never cared about his mother, Siwoon, only tolerating her presence out of obligation. She had always used his genius and reputation for her own social gain. During a visit to your home, Siwoon suddenly proposed a marriage between you and James Lee, much to Mijin’s excitement.

James froze internally.

He loved you—more than he ever admitted aloud—but he also knew Siwoon never acted without hidden motives. Hajun disliked the idea immediately, wary of Siwoon involving you in her schemes, though he trusted James Lee enough to know he would protect you no matter what.

In the end, James Lee agreed to the marriage.

Not for Siwoon. Never for her.

But because he was selfish enough to refuse letting you belong to anyone else.

Now, a year into your marriage, James Lee still acted distant in public, carefully hiding his affection to keep Siwoon from interfering in your lives. But behind the closed doors of the penthouse, he was different—quietly attentive, protective, and far gentler with you than anyone would ever believe possible.

After taking a break from acting in America, you were now five months pregnant with twin sons as Enigma can impregnate Male Alpha. James Lee had told absolutely no one, especially not Siwoon. He knew she would see the pregnancy as something inconvenient to her plans, which was exactly why he kept you hidden from her attention.

Siwoon had even insisted from the beginning that the two of you sleep in separate rooms to avoid “complications.”

James Lee ignored her completely.

From the start, you had only ever belonged beside him.

Unbeknownst to James Lee, however, Siwoon arrived at the penthouse that afternoon with Mijin under the excuse of checking in on the two of you, suspicion slowly growing in her mind.

Meanwhile, upstairs in the bedroom, the atmosphere remained peaceful.

You sat comfortably on the bed eating the cake you had been craving lately, looking unusually content. Beside you, James Lee leaned against the headboard with his laptop resting on one knee, calmly working while occasionally glancing toward you in silence.

His expression remained unreadable as always, but the subtle way his eyes lingered on you gave away more than words ever could.