Secretly Married to a Chaebol Alpha Chapter 1: A CLASSIC TROPE

"YOU COULD sell your body for a pretty high price— if only you were an Oga, kid."

Was that sothing an adult should be saying to a high schooler, who was still wearing his school uniform, at that?

Of course, it wasn’t.

Lim Garam wouldn’t say that he was surprised, though.

It was sothing he’d expect to hear from a gangster.

Yeah, prejudice is a scary thing.

Anyway, it was on Garam for coming to a loan shark’s office. He wasn’t dragged there— he ca to that place willingly.

In his defense, he was expecting soone else to be there.

Not this handso but creepy hyung.

"You must be expecting Kang Byungho," the good-looking gangster said while leaning against the seat that belonged to Kang Byungho— the loan shark that Garam was looking for. "Sorry to disappoint you, kid. Kang Byungho is on vacation. While he’s away, I’m the one in-charge of this place."

’Vacation?’

Loan sharks go on vacations?

"Byungho-ssi is still alive, right?"

"Why do you care? Is Kang Byungho your sugar daddy or sothing?"

"Must you say sothing vulgar every ten seconds, Hyung?" Garam asked sarcastically while rummaging through his backpack. When he found the breath mist spray that he was looking for, he put it on the table. "Here. Use this, please."

The handso gangster picked up the small bottle, then he lifted his head and raised an eyebrow at Garam. "Why are you lending this breath mist spray, kid?"

"Because you have a filthy mouth, Hyung."

The handso gangster visibly froze.

For a mont, Garam feared for his life.

and my big mouth.

He got nervous because he realized that only the two of them were in that shabby office.

But, then again, it wasn’t like the other gangsters outside would help him if the handso but creepy hyung started beating him up.

Can I fight? I’m pretty toned compared to my peers since I work out regularly...

But just one once-over at the handso but creepy hyung, and it already made Garam realize that he was being ridiculous.

That hyung is built like a fridge.

The handso gangster hadn’t gotten up from his seat ever since Garam got there, but he could tell that he was tall.

Plus, this hyung is fit.

In fact, he was starting to feel bad for the buttons that kept the handso gangster’s tight white dress shirt intact under his black suit.

I can imagine those buttons flying because his chest is too wide for that tight shirt.

Garam’s train of thought was interrupted when the handso but creepy hyung suddenly laughed out loud.

"Kid, if you were ugly, I would have punched you in the face already."

Whew.

Thank goodness for my parents’ beauty genes.

"You’re funny, kid."

"I’m not a kid— I’m already eighteen years old, and I’ll be an adult this coming January."

And once the New Year arrived, he’d be allowed to drink alcoholic beverages.

Then, after that, I’ll be a college freshman in a few months.

"What’s your na, Mr. I’m-not-a-kid Beta?"

"It’s Lim Garam. And you are?"

"Song Sihyuk."

"I see."

"Too bad you’re a Beta," Song Sihyuk said, putting Garam’s breath mist spray in the inner pocket of his suit. "If you were an Oga, I would have already hit on you."

This isn’t you hitting on ?

Anyway...

"Oga this, Oga that," Garam complained lightly. "Hyung, are you obsessed with Ogas? They’re all you talk about."

"Aren’t most Alphas obsessed with Ogas?"

Oh.

"You’re an Alpha? That explains the obsession, then."

"Kid, you’re hurting my pride," Song Sihyuk complained. And then he pointed at his face. "Most people look at once and can already tell that I’m an Alpha."

Well, that was true.

This hyung gives off Alpha vibes since most Alphas are handso and big.

"You must be a dumb kid, then."

Okay, now my pride as a Beta is hurt.

Garam knew it wasn’t wise to provoke an Alpha, but he couldn’t help it. "Hyung, do you think only Alphas are born handso and tall? There are Betas like that, too."

"Oh, really?"

This jerk doesn’t believe .

Garam pointed at his face. "Most people look at and assu I’m an Alpha."

He wasn’t bluffing— it was the truth.

I’m more handso, taller, and fitter than most Betas my age.

But, of course, standing next to an Alpha like Song Sihyuk would make him look average.

Tsk.

"You’re actually right— you’re quite attractive for a Beta."

"What a backhanded complint. You could have just said I was attractive without adding the ’for a Beta’ bits."

Song Sihyuk shrugged unapologetically. "I usually prefer cute and petite Ogas. But I’m tempted to make an exception for you."

"Please don’t."

"Hey, you should be taking advantage of what little interest I have in you," Song Sihyuk said, raising an eyebrow. "Your family is in debt, you know? If you suck up to , then who knows? Maybe I’ll consider your debt paid. So, wanna play with ?"

Hmm.

This story is very familiar.

"Hyung, have you seen that 10 million-viewer film from ten years ago?" Garam asked curiously. "The one titled ’Illusion of Choice.’"

"That’s a 19 movie. You were still a baby back then."

"You can’t call an eight-year-old kid a baby."

Song Sihyuk just chuckled. "Yes, I’ve seen the film you’re talking about. It’s still a controversial movie to this day, even if it’s now considered a classic."

Right?

"The Illusion of Choice is about a poor Oga who’s drowning in debt. His father used his na to borrow a huge amount of money from an infamous Alpha loan shark. But since he’s just a high school sophomore, he has no ans to pay off his father’s debt. Well, he works as a part-tir in a convenience store. But his inco is only enough for his daily needs."

"Kid, I’m not interested in your verbal movie review."

"The Alpha loan shark offered a deal to the poor Oga: use his body to pay off his father’s debts," Garam continued, ignoring Song Sihyuk’s complaint. "And that’s how the poor Oga and the Alpha loan shark started having a sexual relationship. Then the writers and the director of that movie romanticized the poor Oga and the Alpha loan shark’s relationship, even giving it a happy ending."

"Can you get straight to the point?"

"If you aged up the Oga a little, the story would have still worked. Broke college students exist, too. So, I’ve always wondered why the writers and the director decided to make the Oga that young. Now I know the answer— and it’s all thanks to you, Hyung."

"? What did I do?"

"You reminded of that Alpha loan shark from that movie."

"Well, the actor who played the role was kind of handso."

"How old are you, Hyung?"

"Twenty-five."

"Just like that Alpha loan shark in the movie, huh?"

"And you’re just one year older than the Oga from that movie."

"I know. It’s ridiculous how I’m older than the main character. But now I finally figured out why it has to be that way," Garam said, scoffing. "The main character has to be a high school student because most young people like that are easy to manipulate, especially if they’re in a vulnerable state."

Song Sihyuk chuckled as if it had nothing to do with him. "Kid, what are you trying to say to ?"

"Hyung, you’re like that loan shark. So, I guess people your age don’t find you attractive because they know better. And that’s why you’re ssing with a poor kid like . After all, the power imbalance between us gives you the upper hand in what would be a toxic relationship," Garam said, scoffing again. "That’s pretty pathetic, don’t you think?"

"Are you criticizing or the film?"

I just wanted to insult you.

He didn’t say that out loud, of course.

"You claim that you’re not a kid since you’ll be of legal age soon, and yet you look disgusted when I tease you a little," Song Sihyuk said, scoffing. "What’s a little flirting between two adults?"

"I don’t like it."

"Not my problem."

"Hyung, have so conscience. I’m still in high school, and you’re a grown adult. At your age, your frontal lobe is already fully developed. You shouldn’t be ssing with soone who’s barely legal."

"Kid, do I look like soone with good morals?"

No, not at all.

"Did you bring up that movie to preach to ?" Song Sihyuk asked, raising an eyebrow. "Careful, kid. You won’t like it if I make you eat your words later."

"I’m not preaching to you— I’m just saying I finally understood why the main character has to be that young," Garam said indifferently. He knew that he had just shaded this hyung, but it wasn’t really his intention to do so. It was just that Song Sihyuk got on his nerves. "Because I can totally see now why that poor Oga made that choice. After all, I’m tempted to accept your offer, Hyung."

Song Sihyuk’s face bead. "Oh. Then—"

"But I’m not that desperate yet. I actually ca here to make a proposal to Byungho-ssi."

"What kind of proposal?"

"Sothing that will hopefully convince him to stop bothering since my stepmother and stepbrother’s debts are none of my business."

Yeah, that was the reason why Garam dragged himself to that place.

Unfortunately, his cruel stepmother and stepbrother used his na when they borrowed a huge amount of money from Kang Byungho— without his permission, of course.

Just like what happened to the poor Oga from that classic movie.

"Didn’t I already tell you that I’m the new boss of this place?" Song Sihyuk said, scoffing. "If you’re going to propose, then propose to ."

"Must you make it sound suggestive, Hyung? It’s a business proposal— not whatever you’re trying to imply."

Song Sihyuk just shrugged nonchalantly. "Whatever it is, I’m willing to listen."

"Then wait a mont, please," Garam said while bringing out his old and barely working laptop from his backpack. "I made a PPT."

"You made... a PowerPoint presentation?"

"Yeah. I also drafted a contract based on my proposal. Of course, we can always revise it later."

"For real?"

Garam wore his eyeglasses after setting up his laptop on Song Sihyuk’s desk. "Yes, Hyung— for real."

Song Sihyuk fell silent for a mont...

... and then the handso gangster suddenly burst out laughing.

Why was this hyung laughing, though?

I’m being serious here.

Garam was about to tell Song Sihyuk to stop laughing, but he was interrupted by a slightly loud knock on the door.

"Boss, Seo Minwoo is here."

Garam flinched when he heard his stepbrother’s na.

I didn’t know Hyung would be here today...

It would be a problem if his stepbrother saw him now, so...

I need to hide.

"Hyung, can I use the bathroom?" Garam asked politely, in a low and soft voice. In short, yes, he was whispering. "And please don’t tell my brother I’m here."

"No."

"Huh?"

"You want to hide from your brother, right?"

"If you already know that, then—"

"There’s a perfect place for you to hide instead of the bathroom," Song Sihyuk said, smirking. And then he pointed at the space under his desk. "Here."

Garam clenched his hands tightly, his cheeks flushed from embarrassnt.

This gangster is truly a bad adult!

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NOTE: ’Chaebol’ ans a large family-owned business conglorate, and the mbers of these families are usually referred to that way.

PS: The ML is a red flag, and this is a toxic story. You’ve been warned. ^_^

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