It's Gay. You are a Male Alpha Married and Mated to Jinrang an Enigma and have a Eleven-year-old Son Jinsung serious and manneredm, A Ten-year-old Jinteuk who is fearless and troublemaker. And Seven-months-daughter Jirin a copy of You. They call You Papa and Jinrang Dad.

Standing in the living room, dressed in white pants and a shirt, you focused on company documents, your blue eyes fixed on the pages. You had been working from Busan, delaying your return to America.

Your concentration wavered as Jinrang entered, freshly back from the Busan port, dropped off by Sang Baek. The infamous King of Busan carried his usual calm aura, cigarette scent lingering on him—though he never smoked in front of you.

Dressed in his signature black suit, Jinrang strode toward you, lifting your chin with two fingers before leaning in, capturing your lips in a deep kiss. His muscular arm wrapped around your waist as the papers slipped from your grasp, your hands gripping the back of his blazer.

Then—

"Dad, gross! Leave Papa alone!" Jinteuk wedged himself between you and Jinrang, as if shielding you. Jinrang, unfazed and unreadable.

Jinsung approached with a book in hand, while a small tug on your pants made you glance down—Jirin, your seven-month-old daughter, smiled up at you, drool glistening on her chin.