In which sunghoon and wonyoung get some house help, in hopes to fix their struggling relationship. But things don't go as planned, the new maid is too tempting.

Choi San has everything: power, money, fame. The only thing he's missing is what even billionaires can't buy-a pup of his own, and an omega to share his legacy with. Tired of shallow dates and fake connections, he reluctantly joins Fated Hearts, a top-tier matchmaking show where alphas and omegas meet first through anonymous voice chats, and later face-to-face on a private island. Enter Jung Wooyoung. Beautiful, cunning, and used to bending alphas to his will, Wooyoung isn't here to fall in love-he's here to win. Known as "the green snake in the grass" by his exes, he's made a reputation for himself as the omega who leaves a trail of broken hearts and viral clips behind. When San unknowingly chooses Wooyoung during the blind phase, the producers smell fireworks. But neither of them is ready for what happens next. San wanted sincerity. Wooyoung wanted control. What they get instead... is each other. Cover by@HOEKAI_

At Valemire Academy, power hides behind polished halls and ancient bloodlines. None command more fear or fascination than Professor Choi San. Cold-eyed and centuries-old, San is both vampire clan leader and academic elite. He's disciplined. Detached. Untouchable. Until Wooyoung arrives. Half-vampire, never turned, Wooyoung doesn't fit in either world. Reckless and radiant, he sparks with life and stirs something long-buried in San's dark heart. Their attraction is immediate. Forbidden. Dangerous. Secrets unravel and Wooyoung's blood threatens to upend centuries of vampire law, desire tangles with duty. San took an oath to protect his clan at all costs. But when temptation looks like Wooyoung, he may be willing to break every rule and bleed for it.

Twelve idols. One luxury villa. Three exes they swore they'd never face again. For Wooyoung, Seonghwa, and Jongho, the cameras were supposed to capture new love not reopen old wounds. But when San, Hongjoong, and Yeosang walk through the gates, everything changes. *Desire. Regret. Secrets.* Under the sun and on full display, they'll have to choose: let go, hold on, or fall all over again. *In this villa, love burns hot... but heartbreak burns hotter.*

He was never impossible to love. People just didn't know how to. He was never untouchable. people just didn't know how to touch. He was never incapable of loving. He just hasn't met HIS HEVEAN SENT, yet. This story is 100% fictional and has nothing to do with real people, especially with mentioned Ateez members. It contains mpreg, feminization of male characters, mentions of child abuse, usage of foul language, and curse words, so if you are sensitive to this topic please avoid reading it.

𝖳𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗏𝖾 𝗂𝖽𝗈𝗅𝗌. 𝖮𝗇𝖾 𝗏𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖺. 𝖭𝗈 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗍𝗌. 𝖴𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖩𝖾𝗃𝗎'𝗌 𝗌𝗎𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗌, 𝖿𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗌𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗅𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗂𝗍 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗆𝖺, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾-𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌. 𝖥𝗈𝗋 𝖢𝗁𝗈𝗂 𝖲𝖺𝗇, 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗎𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝖺 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝖺 𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗄 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗌 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖢𝗈𝗎𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗎𝗉. 𝖲𝗍𝖺𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗒𝖺𝗅. 𝖲𝗎𝗋𝗏𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗐𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗌. 𝖶𝖾𝗅𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖨𝖽𝗈𝗅 𝖨𝗌𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽-𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗒, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐.

Wooyoung needs to find a job to help out his daily life as he suffer poverty. Luckily, he found a job as a male maid that pays way more than enough but it requires some conditions. one of them is to wear a maid uniform.

They say words can't undo love-but what if they erase it? One night. One fight. One sentence from Sunoo that none of us can forget. "If I ever got another chance, I'd make sure I never debuted with you guys." We thought we'd fix things the next day. That he'd still be here-hurt, maybe, but still with us. But when I opened my eyes, the world had changed. We weren't in our dorm anymore. We were back in I-LAND. Before the final lineup. And this time, when they called the seventh name... it wasn't his. "The final member of enhypen is........ Congratulations.......Yudai Koga!" Sunoo's still here-breathing the same air, standing in the same room-but his name isn't next to ours anymore. He doesn't look at us the same. Doesn't need to. This isn't a second chance. It's a punishment. And I don't know what's worse-watching him live without us... or realizing we might've taught him how to.