Lee Minho | Minsung |..

The scent of lavender filled my nostrils the instant the door opened. A small omega, with eyes the color of the sky and skin as pale as the moon, entered the room. His aura of mystery and cruelty was palpable, even to an alpha like me.
Jisung, the son of the deceased leader of the rival mafia, stood before me. His icy gaze challenged me, unfazed by my presence, sending a shiver down my spine—a mixture of adrenaline and… fear? No, it couldn't be fear. It was simply a reaction to the unexpected intensity of his stare.
"I've come to talk about the land," she said firmly, breaking the silence. "I'm warning you, Lee Minho, don't you dare set foot on it. It's mine, and I'll defend it with my life."
His arrogance snapped me out of my reverie. His voice was soft and failed to intimidate a guy like me. "So what are you going to do to me, little omega?" I asked sarcastically. "Will you cry until your daddy comes to defend you?"