By Zephyria 
Eun-myeong had clearly explained to this man several times that he was not an Omega. He had mentioned it even before arriving, so the man surely knew he was a Beta. Despite that, the man was insisting on using that part.
“Do you understand what I’m saying?”
Just when Eun-myeong thought he couldn’t sink any lower, the man reminded him of the mire he had momentarily forgotten.
“Yes…”
Eun-myeong gave a small nod, agreeing to do as told. Suddenly, his wrist was snatched. Without a single glance back, the man led him out of the yard. With every heavy breath the man exhaled, white plumes of air formed and dissipated into the cold air.
“Ugh!”
The man shoved Eun-myeong into the passenger seat as if throwing him. As Eun-myeong, who had fallen sideways, pushed himself up with his palm against the seat, the man circled around the hood with a ferocious expression. Beneath the prominent ridge of his brow, his eyes were cold, and his jaw was clamped shut.
The moment he climbed into the driver’s seat, the car shot forward like an arrow. The man’s broad chest heaved with heavy breaths.
“Get a fucking doctor to the hotel.”
The man gave a brief instruction into his cell phone held to his ear. Then, he carelessly tossed the phone down at Eun-myeong’s feet.
The car pierced through the night streets. Eun-myeong felt a floating sensation, as if his body were lifting. The scenery outside blurred and smeared into a dizzying mess. It felt as though he were wandering through a dream.
“…….”
Inside the sealed space, the windows fogged up. The air inside the car tightened around Eun-myeong, suffocating him. Where on earth was this tension coming from…?
‘A hole so ragged and worn out that you have to crawl on all fours—doing things that are incredibly dirty and painful, too?’
The man’s voice seemed to keep burrowing into his mind. It didn’t just gnaw at his insides; it crawled through his brain, making his head spin. Eun-myeong’s knees trembled. Feeling the strength drain from his thighs, he had to tense his kneecaps firmly.
And for some reason, he felt a tension building below as well…
He remembered the time he had eaten while sitting on the man’s lap. It felt exactly like the urge to go to the bathroom. And when he had finally sat on the toilet, both the front and back had been completely soaked.
Due to the erotic tension swirling around his body, Eun-myeong had to keep his buttocks clenched tight, fearing he might wet the expensive leather seats of the car.
“…….”
How long had they been driving like that? Eventually, the view ahead began to burst into brilliant lights. He squeezed his eyes shut and opened them again to find they had arrived in front of the hotel.
With a screech, the car stopped before a staff member. The man stepped out of the driver’s seat, leaving the key in the ignition. The leather seat that had spat him out let out a creak. Then, the passenger door swung open. The man braced one hand on the car and grabbed Eun-myeong by the elbow. It felt as if his bone might crush.
“Come here.”
Eun-myeong was dragged out helplessly.
“Welcome—”
The staff member tried to respond with a bright smile, but the man brushed past him quickly.
Eun-myeong couldn’t possibly keep up. Because of the difference in height, the length of their thigh bones differed greatly. Eun-myeong followed him, limping almost as if he were running. In reality, however, he was being dragged along helplessly, flailing his limbs like a scarecrow. As if everything until now had been child’s play, the man gritted his teeth and applied force to Eun-myeong.
The man slammed his hammer-like fist onto the elevator button with a thud. Soon, the golden doors slid open. He flung Eun-myeong into the corner.
“You said you could do dangerous things, right?”
There were other people waiting, but they didn’t even think of boarding; they simply stared with wide, startled eyes. Eun-myeong looked at them blankly. Then, the man stepped in front of him, blocking his view.
“Did I fucking warn you not to go around saying things like that?”
He gripped Eun-myeong’s jaw roughly. With his chin forced upward, Eun-myeong looked up at him. The man’s face was reflected in his unusually moist eyes.
“Even if you’re a Beta, there are ways to knead you into an Omega.”
The man was smiling slowly with his eyes, looking pleased.
“I’ll do it over and over until your bottom is worn through, leaving you drenched in semen. Then, if I sell you off, you’ll certainly be worth the money.”
Eun-myeong looked up at him, as if possessed by the words flowing from the man’s mouth.
‘What…?’
He stood there dazed for a moment, having never heard such a thing. Soon, an electronic chime rang. They had reached the top floor. Eun-myeong’s wrist was suddenly yanked forward again.
“W-wait a moment…”
After being marched haphazardly down the hallway, they arrived in front of that same hotel room. Standing by the door were one of the thugs who had been monitoring him and a man he had never seen before. The stranger wore black horn-rimmed glasses, a white robe, and had a slender, lean build.
“I-I heard you needed a doctor.”
The man was trembling, unable to even make eye contact—he looked exactly like Eun-myeong felt.
“Come in.”
Eun-myeong sat down on the bed. The doctor was breaking out in a cold sweat. Even as he tied a rubber band around Eun-myeong’s arm, he kept wiping away sweat. It seemed to be because of the man watching them coldly from behind.
His thin wrist, constricted by the rubber band, swelled up like a sheet of white paper. Soon, a sharp needle pierced the skin. Eun-myeong stared blankly at the red liquid being sucked up through the piston.
Blood…
The doctor placed the collected blood on a reagent strip, letting three drops fall—tap, tap, tap. Soon, the strip began to turn purple.
“Guardian, the patient’s diagnostic results are in.”
He swallowed hard. His Adam’s apple bobbed prominently in his dry throat.
“He is a Beta.”
A chilling silence fell. Eun-myeong, who had already sensed his fate, cast his eyes down. The man slowly tilted his head.
“Are you sure?”
His expression made it difficult to gauge what he was thinking. Because his inner thoughts were hidden, he looked even more sinister. The doctor’s voice was now shaking so much that he nearly bit his tongue as he continued.
“Yes, I-I am sure… Although the pheromone levels are high for a Beta…, he is indeed a Beta.”
The doctor kept glancing at the door, looking as if he wanted to flee the scene immediately. Eun-myeong didn’t fail to understand his feelings; in fact, he felt deeply sympathetic, as he himself wanted to run away from this place right now.
“Then you can leave.”
“P-pardon?”
The doctor asked back, bewildered at first, but quickly replied, “Ah, yes!” and bent his waist at a ninety-degree angle before scurrying out of the room. The door shut with a loud bang.
In the space where the loud noise had passed, only the two of them remained. It was strange. Since one person had left, there should have been more room, yet it felt so suffocating.
The man rolled up his shirt sleeves. He roughly tore off his cuff buttons. He was like a beast prowling on all fours, marking his territory.
“You smell so fucking fishy, and you’re telling me you’re not an Omega?”
He closed the distance with long strides. He grabbed Eun-myeong’s forearm as if hooking him out of the air. The man ripped off the gauze roughly. Blood beaded up on the area that had not yet clotted.
“It’s fucking bizarre, isn’t it?”
He stuck out his tongue and licked the wound. As he probed the site where the blood had been drawn with his tongue, it felt indescribably stinging.
“…Ah!”
Sluuup, he sucked the flesh of Eun-myeong’s forearm. The strong suction caused a pain that was almost unbearable. Eun-myeong winced. Yet, every time the tongue brushed the wound, a strange sensation bloomed, making him feel as if his mind were slipping away.
“They said if I had taken pheromone medication from a young age, I would have manifested…”
The doctors who had diagnosed him at the Old chairman’s mansion had said so. If he had taken the medicine on time, he would have manifested, but because he missed the window, he became a Beta with high pheromone levels…
“You can tell if a crab is female or male just by looking at the crab shell.”
The back of the man’s neck stiffened with excitement and tension. Though he had seemed filled with rage throughout, he had actually been suppressing an overflowing agitation beneath his skin. The excitement, which seemed to overflow from every pore, was closer to a frenzy.
“Then I’ll just fucking open up your belly to find out.”
The man’s hand tapped Eun-myeong’s lower abdomen. At the same time, Eun-myeong felt something suddenly pool below. The moment their skin touched, his navel tingled as if he had been hit by an electric shock.
“I’ll get my answer once I’ve fucked your hole until your lower belly swells up like a crab’s.”
The man’s hand crawled down, further down, reaching a dark place. He began to knead the soft flesh trapped inside the jeans.
No, if he took off his clothes now, the man would find out that he was wet. Eun-myeong reflexively tightened his thighs. The man’s large hand became trapped in the narrow gap.