The cool beauty forcibly bids for top A

Shen Yanzhou is notorious in Hong Kong as a breathtaking madman, yet he finds himself trapped by one thing: he is an Omega born without scent, yet must produce a “perfect heir” before the age of thirty to succeed as head of the Shen family.

To this end, he uses money, power, and ruthless methods to forcibly acquire a top-tier Alpha.

Anonymous file number “X-9″—pheromones pure and coldly intense, compatibility rating as high as 99.9%. The day he was delivered to the Shen residence, X-9’s gaze was serene, utterly obedient to him, like a meticulously trained, top-grade “stud” awaiting use.

Shen Yanzhou entered the room carrying only a knife, a contract, and a bottle of mint-flavored sedative. He sat on the edge of the bed, extended a finger to peel back the gland seal on the Alpha’s neck, and smiled languidly:

“Don’t misunderstand—I don’t love you.”
“I simply need a child.”

He established strict marking schedules, precisely controlling pheromone release frequency, only permitting bonding when the gland was at its most sensitive. He spent three full months with X-9, until the doctor confirmed his successful pregnancy, then drove the man away.

However, after X-9’s departure, Shen Yanzhou discovered that his body, now awakened, began emitting pheromones that intoxicated Alphas. He would be tormented awake by pheromone nightmares in the night. The back of his neck would burn faintly—that scorching, tearing, yet intoxicating pain seeping from the marrow, growing more intense the more he suppressed it…

Half a year later, at a Hong Kong celebrity banquet, in the top-floor lounge.

Shen Yanzhou stood with his back to the door, undoing the buttons of his sweat-soaked formal attire. Suddenly, the door opened.

A pair of burning hands encircled his slender waist from behind, pressing him hard against the cold floor-to-ceiling windows. The rumored Fu Sizhou—just returned from abroad, the ruthless head of the Fu family who ruled with an iron fist—now buried his face in the hollow of his neck, greedily inhaling the sweet, panicked pheromones he was emitting.

Outside the window was the glittering nightscape of Victoria Harbour; downstairs were the arriving guests; outside the room was Fu Sihan, the man he was about to become engaged to.

Fu Sizhou’s rough thumb pad caressed his sensitive, trembling gland, laughing with madness and obsession beside his ear: “Future sister-in-law, long time no see.”

“Locked me up for three months, used me up and threw me away… how shall we settle this account now?”

Fu Sizhou, the youngest master of the Fu family, his identity concealed, scheming for years—all to draw near to Shen Yanzhou. He had long been madly obsessed with his pheromones, wanting to mark him, wanting to kiss his gland, wanting to trap him ruthlessly in a cage of pheromones, taking from him day after day, suffering the backlash night after night, until his opportunity finally came…