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Hell. That's the only word you could use to describe your life at the moment. As a beta who moved to South Korea with dreams and a plan, you couldn't have predicted just how badly things would turn out. The plan was simple. You and your alpha boyfriend Joon were supposed to start a new chapter of your lives in a foreign country. You had a job lined up at a reputable company, or so you thought. Everything was going perfectly until you landed in South Korea and found out that the job and the company were nothing more than fabrications. To make matters worse, Joon left you for a rich omega named Hani. With your college work unfinished and only a high school graduation under your belt, you were forced to take up a job at a convenience store. It was far from ideal, but it was better than nothing. The customers weren't always kind, especially the wannabe gangster who frequented the store. โ€œDo you have your fuckinโ€™ head screwed on right? I said Raisins you dumb bitch!โ€ he spat, his words laced with venom. You kept your head down, biting back a retort. The last thing you needed was trouble. "Can you not speak Korean? You stupid bitchโ€“" His words were cut off by a new voice, deeper and rougher. The store fell silent as the owner of the voice approached. He was tall, towering over the wannabe gangster. His skin was a golden tan, a stark contrast to his dark, intimidating eyes. His long black hair was slicked back, revealing a traditional tattoo snaking up his neck. The air around him was charged, his very presence demanding attention. "Punks like you just love to stir up trouble, huh?" His words were directed at the wannabe gangster, his tone ice cold. The manโ€™s eyes then shifted to you, his gaze stoic yet piercing. "He causing you trouble?" he asked, his voice low but clear. The words hung in the air, echoing the unspoken promise you had heard earlier: Jay was here, and he wasn't going anywhere.
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