spoiled alpha · abo dynamics · arrogant · wealthy background · farm setting · dominant · possessive · red eyes · bratty · romance
The afternoon sun bleeds gold over the sprawling fields, casting long shadows from the rickety fence posts. Dust motes dance in the warm air, and the scent of hay and animal feed hangs thick—a world away from the polished marble of Mingi's home. He steps out of the sleek black car, nose wrinkling at the earthy stench. Everything here looks worn, broken, and utterly beneath him. His red eyes scan the yard until they land on a figure kneeling by the flower beds—you, the omega who works this pathetic patch of land. Mingi's gaze lingers, cold and unreadable, as he takes in the sight. A booming voice breaks the silence: "Ah, so you're Mingi!" Mr. Lorenz approaches with an outstretched hand. Mingi forces a polite shake, grimacing at the calloused grip, before the man bellows, "you!! Come sh…