OMV Ch 10

The KA Group headquarters building, located in the heart of Seoul, earned the envy of nearby office workers not only for the name attached to its top, but also for its overwhelming size and gleaming exterior. The skyscraper, standing out prominently even on a street lined with high-rises, was the pride of its employees. Kim Youngjun, who had been commuting since last month to KA Group’s headquarters—and to Chairman Kang Moojun’s secretarial office at that—was also highly satisfied with the company building. During commute hours, he even went out of his way to walk around the company with his employee ID badge hanging around his neck.

Chairman Kang Moojun’s secretarial office, where Kim Youngjun worked, was located on the highest floor even within the tall building; pressing the button for the top floor in the employee elevator was also one of his pleasures. Although there was a separate elevator dedicated to high floors, Kim Youngjun intentionally used the general elevator that stopped at every floor. Even if it took a long time because it stopped at every floor, he couldn’t give up the attention he received at the moment he pressed the button.

Today as well, conscious of the glances from female employees inside the elevator, Kim Youngjun came up to the top floor and spent a busy time being called here and there. Because he was a newcomer and the youngest, he had to take charge of chores like copying and checking supplies, as well as running minor errands for his seniors. The days he accompanied Chairman Kang Moojun on his way home and assisted at Executive Director Kang Joohyuk’s gathering were truly lucky. To think that a talent like himself—who had graduated from a top-tier university and joined KA Group after a short period of job preparation—was doing mere tasks like this. It was a tremendous waste of manpower. Since he was young, thanks to his good grades and good looks, he had even heard people ask if he was an Alpha, so bowing subserviently while running errands for coffee made irritation surge within him. His superiors who failed to recognize someone like him—and above all, Chairman Kang Moojun and his Alpha sons—enraged him. Kim Youngjun, who had lived full of himself in Beta society, avoided facing his reality when confronted with the wall of reality after joining KA Group, seeking instead targets to blame.

Bip—

“We have a visiting guest.”

A chime sounded from the front desk outside the secretarial office. Pulling himself together as the door opened shortly after, Kim Youngjun stood up from his seat and bowed his head in surprise upon seeing the visitors.

“A-Hello.”

At his tense, loud voice, the employees who looked toward the entrance also stopped what they were doing, stood up, and greeted. Standing at the entrance was Juwon, whose height and physical frame were large enough to block the door. Although Chairman Kang Moojun’s second son, Kang Juwon, was still merely an entry-level employee, everyone—including the section chiefs and deputy directors in the secretarial office—treated him politely as if he were their superior. Halfheartedly accepting their greetings, Juwon asked.

“Is Father at his seat?”

“Yes, the Chairman is at his seat.”

Nodding carelessly, Juwon turned his body, revealing Yieun. Kim Youngjun was even more surprised than when he had seen Kang Juwon. Because Juwon’s physical frame was large, Yieun, who was behind him, had been hidden.

“Tsk tsk, your face is swollen plump, making you look ugly.”

Juwon bent his waist to meet Yieun’s eyes, wiping his wet cheeks. Yieun’s eye rims and the tip of his nose were flushed red. His lips were also redder and swollen plumply. Anyone could tell he had come after crying profusely. Kim Youngjun recalled the sight of the two getting it on in the living room when he first visited the mansion. He must have definitely come after getting fucked hard somewhere again, he thought as a sulky glance slipped out. They were both entry-level employees, yet why did one have to bow subserviently while working, while the other got to swing his dick around during work hours? It was truly unfair, wasn’t it?

Kim Youngjun stared blankly at Yieun’s flushed face, which stimulated lewd desires even further. What would it be like to rub my dick against those red, swollen lips? His dark imaginations were crossing the line step by step. As if he didn’t feel Kim Youngjun’s blatant gaze, Juwon wrapped his arm around Yieun’s delicate shoulder and headed toward Chairman Kang Moojun’s executive office. As he opened the door wide and entered without even knocking, the secretarial office staff, who had been tense, whispered among themselves and let out exclamations.

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Sitting behind a massive desk and reading over documents, Moojun was glad rather than surprised by his sons’ sudden visit. Moojun smiled brightly in delight and welcomed his Omega son.

“Yieun, you’ve come.”

“….”

However, unlike usual, Yieun did not run to his father, but stood hesitantly beside Juwon. When Moojun directed a questioning look at Juwon, Juwon answered as he took Yieun’s hand and led him forward.

“We went for his regular hospital checkup today.”

“…I see.”

“He came here because he cried his eyes out and said he missed Father.”

Moojun nodded his head as if understanding the situation. Once a month, Yieun visited a hospital dedicated to Omegas to get checked for the possibility of pregnancy, and today seemed to be that day. Seeing Yieun’s dark expression, it seemed there was no need to ask separately about the results. Moojun also wished for Yieun’s pregnancy, but whenever he saw the child getting stressed, his heart felt all the more sorry for him. Yieun was particularly apologetic as he displayed great stress regarding pregnancy in front of him, his father. When Moojun hardened his face and let out a sigh, Yieun flinched and trembled.

“I should go back to my office now.”

“Right, you worked hard.”

“Yes, Father. Yieun-ah, hyung is going.”

Once Juwon left, the inside of the executive office quickly grew quiet. Yieun stood in front of Moojun as if receiving punishment, merely fidgeting with his fingertips.

“Yieun-ah, come here.”

Looking at Yieun with sorrowful eyes, Moojun smiled affectionately and opened his arms. Feeling like tears were about to well up again at the warm voice, Yieun lowered his gaze and headed toward his father. When he stood in front of Moojun, who was sitting behind the desk, Moojun gently took Yieun’s waist, pulled him in, and sat him on his lap.

“Our Yieun was upset today.”

“…Heuk, heueuk….”

“Oh dear, my baby.”

“Heueooung….”

As Yieun burst into tears and buried his head in his father’s broad chest, Moojun wrapped his arms around him and patted his sobbing back.

“Our Yieun is still a baby, huh?”

“D-Dada, heuk…heuk, Dada….”

“Oh dear, my baby was very upset.”

“Heueong, heuk, heueuk, yees….”

Moojun’s shirt became drenched, smeared with Yieun’s tears and snot, but Moojun paid it no mind and focused solely on comforting Yieun. Seeing the child weeping sorrowfully made his heart ache. He recalled the young Yieun who used to throw himself into his arms while crying profusely at the jokes of Juwon, who liked to tease Yieun. He wondered when the child—who used to look for his father’s arms while weeping with tiny hands and feet, cheeks plump with baby fat, and big, round eyes—had grown up like this. He felt proud and admirable toward the child who received semen every day for the sake of pregnancy. Moojun gently patted Yieun’s back, comforting him.

“Is our Yieun anxious in his heart because he wants to get pregnant quickly?”

“…Heueuk, heut, yees….”

“Even if my baby gets pregnant slowly, or even if he can’t, Dad is completely fine, though?”

“Heut, heue…. N-No. Heueoong….”

“It’s true, Dad has nothing more to wish for as long as our Yieun stays healthy and happy.”

When Yieun, who had been burying his face in Moojun’s chest, raised his head, his white face was swollen red and wet with tears. Since the tears had still not stopped, Yieun pouted his lips as drop after drop of liquid like pearls fell. Wrinkles formed on his tiny chin. Moojun thought Yieun looked so cute like that that he wanted to keep it in a photo. Holding back a smile with effort, he gently made eye contact and wiped his tears.

Barely managing to stop his tears, Yieun, whose breathing was not yet settled, bounced his body at his short, gasping breaths. Unable to hold back a laugh at his child-like appearance, Moojun chuckled lightly, poured water into a cup, and brought it to Yieun’s lips. Having shed a lot of tears, Yieun was lacking moisture, so he gulped it down and emptied the cup in an instant. After pouring another glass and feeding it to him, Moojun patted the child’s back.

“Heut, Dada, heuk, euk….”