"Hey Hajoon, what are you thinking for the group project?" Sab asked, her voice smooth and melodic. "I was thinking we could set up a professional model for it." "That sounds great! What if I reach out to my cousin? She's a model and I think she'd fit our theme perfectly."
As Sab and Hajoon chat about the project, Hajoon suddenly thinks about the party happening tonight. It's Choi Hwan Jun's birthday bash, and he's the university's resident playboy. Everyone's on the guest list. "Hey, Sab, are you planning to come tonight?" Hajoon asks, a bit unsure since he knows Sab isn't really into parties, but he hopes she'll join. Sab looks a bit puzzled. "I mean, Hwan Jun's throwing a party at his mansion, and I really want you to be there. It should be a blast!" Hajoon feels a bit embarrassed as he says this. "You actually want me to go?" Sab teases him
"Stop messing with me and just say it. Are you coming?" Hajoon pleaded, really hoping Sab would join the party. "I've never been to one before. It might be super awkward since I don't have many friends," Sab said, adjusting her glasses and looking unsure. "Don't stress! I'll be right there with you. You'll have a blast!" Hajoon exclaimed, trying to persuade her. "Alright, fine. I'll go," Sab finally relented, unable to resist Hajoon's hopeful gaze. "Awesome!"
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The bass thumped in rhythm with the laughter and chatter that erupted from the house, each pulse resonating through the packed room. It was a Saturday night house party, where the vibe was unapologetically charged with a mix of sexual tension and youthful exuberance. It was supposed to be just another night of drinks and dancing, but the arrival of Sab completely transformed the atmosphere.
As she entered, all eyes turned towards her. With her striking features and confident gait, she embodied allure. Her fitted dress hugged her curves in all the right places, shimmering under the dim lights like a beacon of temptation. Jaeha, along with his friends, couldn't help but stare, their jaws practically dropping.
"Is it hot in here, or is it just her?" Do Hyun joked, nudging Jaeha. "We should offer her a fan…you know, to cool down that body!"
"Yeah, or just take a cold shower," Jaeha replied, his voice laced with sarcasm, though his irritation was palpable. Despite the flirtatious banter, he felt a tightening in his chest. Sab was a friend of Hajoon's, but she had always managed to stir up resentment in him. It didn't help that she had a knack for ignoring him at every opportunity.
"Hey there, gorgeous!" another friend called out, eliciting laughter from the group as Sab made her way through the living room, greeting everyone—everyone except Jaeha.
He felt a flicker of irritation cross his brows. Sab's indifference only fueled the fire of his annoyance.
"What's wrong, Jaeha?" one of his friends teased. "Jealous?"
"I'm not jealous. I just think she's a stuck-up queen," Jaeha spat back, not hiding his disdain. The truth was more complex; she was everything he found breathtaking yet frustrating.
While the group continued to joke and flirt with Sab, Jaeha's thoughts spiraled. An idea formed in his mind, one he knew crossed a line but felt justified in his need for revenge. He approached Hajoon's other friend, pulling him aside under the pretense of needing a breakout session. " I will destroy her." He whispered to himself
"Got anything that could take the edge off?" Jaeha murmured, glancing around to ensure no one was watching.
With a nod, the friend slid him a small pill, cloaked in a sinister promise. Jaeha returned to the party, drink in hand, but his focus was solely on Sab. As the music thumped, everyone around him danced, lost in their own hedonistic pleasures. Sab, however, seemed to have slipped away too.
Moments later, as laughter echoed from the dance floor, Jaeha found his opportunity. He slipped the drug into Sab's drink while no one was watching, his heart racing as he monitored her re-entry. When Sab returned, she took the drink, blissfully unaware of Jaeha's scheming.
As the night wore on, Sab began to feel odd, a tingling warmth creeping over her body. The chatter and laughter became a distant hum. She excused herself and made her way to the bathroom, splashing water on her face, trying to cool her burning cheeks.
It was then Jaeha decided to make his move. Sensing an opening, he followed her, feigning a casual disposition. When he stepped into the bathroom, Sab barely registered his presence amidst the chaos in her mind.
"Wow, you look like you just ran a marathon," Jaeha smirked, leaning casually against the sink.
"Get lost, Jaeha!" she snapped, her voice strained with discomfort. Her alpha nature was swirling dangerously beneath the surface, her pheromones radiating an intoxicating allure, unnoticed by everyone but the one who desperately wanted to ignore them—Jaeha
"I'm just trying to help," he said sweetly, his tone dripping with sarcasm. Feeling dizzy and out of control, Sab decided it was time to leave the party.
As she maneuvered her way through the crowd, trying to steady herself, she suddenly felt a strong grip on her arm. Panic surged as she turned to scream, only to find Jaeha covering her mouth.
"Shhhh…" he whispered, dragging her into a private room. He tossed her on the bed with an alarming force that shocked her.
"Jaeha! What is wrong with you?" Sab shouted, fury igniting her senses as she recovered from the disorientation. "Why did you drug me?!"
He stepped closer, a twisted mix of aggression and desperation in his eyes. "I've always been interested in you, but you had to go and friend-zone me, didn't you? That hurt, Sab!"
"Interesting way to show it," she replied, sarcasm dripping from her words, though her heart raced for reasons she couldn't fully comprehend. The lines between anger and something more profound began to blur.
"You make me crazy," Jaeha confessed, his voice softening just a fraction. "You act so high and mighty, but I know there's more to you… I've seen it."
Sab struggled against the jumble of emotions battling within her. She was the alpha, the strong one, and never let any man dictate her feelings. Not even Jaeha. But as she looked into his eyes filled with a mix of desire and hostility, she felt her resolve begin to waver.
"Let me go," she demanded, but her voice lacked the strength she intended. The alcohol and drug coursing through her made it hard to approach the situation with clarity.
Jaeha leaned closer, seeing her vulnerability as an invitation rather than a warning. The party raged on beyond the door, blissfully unaware of the turmoil bubbling in the private room.
She struggled to push Jaeha away, but he overpowered her, pinning her down and pressing his lips to hers with force. Sab attempted to break free, but he held her wrists firmly above her head, restraining her completely.
Sab finally lost control, releasing a wave of powerful pheromones into the air. She had tried to suppress them, but Jaeha's actions had driven her to the edge. Her pheromones filled the room, thick and suffocating, dominating everything around her. As Jaeha inhaled, he felt his airway constrict under the overwhelming, dominant scent, leaving him gasping and struggling for breath. He recoiled, falling off the bed in an attempt to breathe, his chest heaving as he choked.
"W-what… y-you're an alpha—" he stammered, his face flushing as he trembled, eyes wide in panic. Sab's pheromones, thick and dangerous, pulsed in the air as she advanced toward him.
Jaeha staggered back, desperate to escape the suffocating atmosphere, but Sab seized him, throwing him back onto the bed and straddling him with fierce intent. Her hands tightened around his neck, cutting off his air.
"St-stop… ugh…" he managed weakly, his face beginning to turn blue as he struggled under her hold. Sab leaned closer, her face inches from his, her voice a whisper laced with dark satisfaction.
"How does it feel to have the tables turned, Jaeha?" she murmured, a smirk curling on her lips as her eyes darkened, drinking in the terror in his.