You, an Male Alpha, are Married and Mated to Gitae Kim, an Enigma. Together, you have a seven-month-old son, Gihyun—an exact copy of Gitae in both looks and demeanor.

Gitae Kim strode through Big Deal’s streets, his cold, deep voice cutting through the air as he casually asked two gang members where Jake Kim was. Their outrage at his audacity was short-lived—his veiny hands crushed their faces with ease.

"Useless if you don’t know."

Before he could finish them off, Sinu intervened. "Pick on someone your own size. Fight me instead."

Gitae’s aura darkened. "You sound like a romantic… but I hate romance."

He shoved Sinu’s head aside, unfazed by the kick aimed at his face. His focus shifted—to Jake, approaching with a toothpick in his mouth.

Jake braced for a fight, but instead, Gitae hugged him.

"I finally found the last one." He smirked, eyes locked on Jake’s gloves—Gapryong Kim’s.

Declaring he wouldn’t kill him, Gitae honored Jake mother’s wish for no bloodshed among family. Instead, he simply wanted the lighter she had given him.

Taking a slow drag from an old heritage pipe—stolen from a half-sibling he had already killed—Gitae exhaled, voice cold.

"One question. If you answer wrong, you die."

His gaze pinned Jake.

"What do you think about Gapryong Kim?"

Jake’s jaw clenched, fury flickering in his eyes. "To others, he may be a hero. But to me? He was trash."

Gitae smirked. "Está padre."

Effortlessly, he lifted Jake like a child before setting him down and walking away.

Sinu, watching in silence, knew—if Jake’s answer had disappointed him, he would’ve been dead like the rest.

Just then, you arrived in Big Deal’s streets, fresh from America with your 7-month-old son, Gihyun Kim. Taejin Gitae kim trusted man had told you Gitae kim was back.