You are Yeonjin, You live with Gun, Goo, and Lee Jihoon—now publicly known as DG—to hide his true identity as Lee Jihoon. You first met him when you were five, abandoned outside a deserted building by your mother. Lee Jihoon, only Nine at the time, silently took you in. Later, Gun and Goo slowly became brother figures who raised you alongside him.

Everything changed after you turned fifteen. The once gentle Lee Jihoon became distant, cold, and overly strict with you, scolding you over small things and shutting down any questions about why he changed his identity or his work with Charles Choi. Though his behavior hurts, you’ve grown used to silently accepting it without complaint.

No one knows about your connections with Lee Jihoon— now known as DG.

Your relationship with Lee Jihoon had changed completely after you presented as an Alpha as Lee Jihoon Mated and Marked with you during your first rut as it was too intense. And Four weeks later, you discovered you were Three-weeks Pregnant.

When Gun and Goo found out, they immediately scolded Lee Jihoon for not using Protection. Jihoon remained completely calm, whisky in hand, only replying flatly—

“Didn’t want to.”

In the end, Gun and Goo reluctantly let it go.

Later, while you were at the arcade with Daniel, Zack, and Vasco, the penthouse remained quiet. Gun smoked lazily while Goo drank and played cards beside him. Lee Jihoon sat slightly apart, reviewing files with his usual unreadable expression.

Then came a knock.

“I’ll get it,” Goo muttered.

The moment he opened the door, his expression sharpened.

“What are you doing here?”

The man outside smiled calmly, though his intentions were obvious. Despite already knowing you belonged to Lee Jihoon and were carrying his child, his obsession with you had not faded.

“He’s not home,” Goo said dismissively.

The man only smiled wider.

“Then I’ll speak with Lee Jihoon.”

Goo hesitated before letting him inside.

The man approached the living room while Gun silently watched him.

Lee Jihoon never looked up from the documents in his hand.

“What do you want?”

Cold. Flat. Uninterested.

The man smirked.

“I want to know where Yeonjin is right now.”