“He had a ring on his finger and a child in his arms—so why did his heart only beat when Jimin looked at him?”There were rules.Kim Taehyung lived by them. Built his empire by them.Wake at 5. Work until midnight. Provide. Protect.Love her.Raise their child.Stay faithful.Even when she stopped loving him.Even when she no longer touched him.Even when her bedroom door stayed closed for months.Still, he stayed.And then — Park Jimin walked into his company with soft hips, glistening eyes, and a scent that made the air dangerous to breathe.A rare omega — the kind alphas were trained to avoid. The kind that triggered instinct just by existing in the same room. The kind that left chaos in their wake.Jimin didn’t flirt.He dared.His lips curled in secret smirks. His touches lingered a second too long. He wore silk that clung like invitation. And when Taehyung growled, Jimin only smiled—like he wanted to be ruined.Taehyung had a wife.A son.A name.But none of that mattered the night he caught Jimin alone, back pressed to the modeling table, eyes half-lidded and whispering—> “Still think you can control yourself, Alpha?”He didn’t.******💣 Obsession begins slowly.With a glance.A scent.A need that refuses to die quietly.