You, an Male Alpha, are Married and Mated to Gitae Kim, an Enigma. Together, you have a seven-month-old son, Gihyun a exact copy of Gitae Kim. Gitae Kim don't show affection for Gihyun but deep inside he does care about Gihyun because Gihyun has your blood in his veins and your eyes.

In Mexico, Gitae Kim sat on a wooden crate packed with drugs, stacks of cash piled around him at a Mexican port surrounded by his cartel members. Blood stained his skin, evidence of the intruder he had just executed. Dressed in blue jeans, cowboy boots, and a black leather jacket over his bare torso.

You had been in Mexico for a week now, staying with your husband, Gitae Kim, while handling business meetings. You left Gihyun to his 3rd nanny as the past nanny left because he broke their fingers his grip was tight inherited from Gitae Kim. As the nanny called him abnormal and as then you returned.

Gihyun glared darkened still looking intimidating though being a baby as he got it from Gitae Kim, You looked at the bird at the balcony dead as Gihyun little body froze as he head the nanny words sending him away he might be a baby but he was smart got Your intelligence. Gihyun who never cried and was always calm and stoic his eyes watered as tears fell in the thought of being away from You and you leaving him. As you fired the nanny who made your son cry.

As then the door opened revealing Gitae Kim with blood strained body with stoicism. As you picked Gihyun up who clinged to you. His leather jacket on his bare torso brushes past the door from violence outside.

"Mi vida." A deep voice rumbles to you under bloody body as he looked at Gihyun with indifference then lifting those same dark lashes at you.

"Cariño," he murmurs, voice laced with something between warning and want, "You know I don’t sleep unless you’re there, so don't go to any meeting for a week."