These are purely fanfiction and I do not own the series or characters. This is a characters from the original book How Much is Your Love by Howlsairy. **************************************************** North has always been the rebellious twin, but beneath his sharp exterior lies a grief that never healed. His brother Neo, a fragile omega, died shortly after giving birth, unable to survive without the bond of a mate. From that tragedy, North's only purpose became protecting Neo's daughter, Lora. Lora is highly sensitive to pheromones, making the world overwhelming and dangerous. As a dominant omega, North suppresses his own scent to keep her safe, sacrificing parts of himself so she can live a normal life. Determined to secure her future, he transfers to CMU University to study medicine, hoping knowledge will give him power alongside love. There, he meets Johan, a solitary alpha drawn to North's quiet strength and devotion to Lora. Slowly, Johan falls for him, unaware North is an omega. Occasional pheromone slips only deepen Johan's confusion - and his growing feelings. Their fragile peace shatters when Caden, Lora's biological father, returns, unaware Neo died during childbirth. But Caden harbors a dangerous scheme to take both Lora and North. Now, North and Johan must face fear, love, and sacrifice to protect Lora - and discover that family isn't just blood, but those who stay, fight, and choose each other.

Johan's life consists of his work, business trips, and making deals. But then one day he met a young man who had no problem speaking his mind. And suddenly, it seemed as if the black-haired man kept crossing his path. Coincidence? Or was there a reason why he couldn't get him out of his head?

Johan Vitsavkorn lived a double life, commanding both a corporate empire and a powerful underworld syndicate. Though he was a mafia leader, he operated with a unique moral code: he was a protector who shielded the weak and provided for the poor. For years, Johan believed his altruism was merely a cold obligation of his station. However, he eventually reached a turning point where his actions were no longer driven by duty, but by love. Despite his attempts to remain detached, he could no longer ignore the pull of his heartstrings.

Has anyone seen North snap? North has never been angry for him to raise his voice. North maybe a loud person but never aggressive. So not aggressive that it sometimes worries others. But maybe it's time they see Nong North be angry, for real.

North was a dedicated student and a stripper, working hard to support his struggling family. Despite the seductive atmosphere of the club, he clung tightly to his virginity, believing it was a part of his identity he couldn't surrender. One fateful night, he caught the eye of Johan, a notorious mafia boss known for his ruthless charm. Intrigued by North's innocence and raw talent, Johan offered him a life of luxury in exchange for private performances. The temptation was overwhelming, but North was determined not to lose his purity to the dangerous man.

In this world, their beauty isn't just an aesthetic; it's a dangerous currency. If men would go to war for them in the past, their presence at a wedding for a forced alliance is like throwing a match into a powder keg.

North's life takes a dangerous turn, leaving him with no choice but to accept a contract marriage with Johan, the powerful heir to a hotel empire. What begins as a deal for protection slowly blurs into something deeper, as living together, shared moments, and unspoken emotions make it harder to tell where the act ends... and something real begins.

Fate is a master of contradiction-at once humorous and heartless, as fickle as a changing wind. Yet, for North, every twist and agonizing turn was merely fate's design, a complex map drawn to lead him precisely where he was meant to stand. Every stroke of luck and every bitter blow was simply the universe conspiring to bring him home.

"It wasn't me, Johan! Please, you have to believe me!" North's voice cracked, the plea lost in the rising wind. "Stop with the lies, North!" Johan's roar rivaled the storm, his face twisted into a mask of pure fury. "I will make your life a living hell. Do you hear me? A living hell!" The sky finally broke. Heavy droplets cascaded down North's face, mingling with salt and sorrow until they were indistinguishable from his tears. As a low, guttural rumble of thunder shook the very ground beneath them, the world seemed to dim. This wasn't just a falling out. It was the beginning of a new end.

"Don't expect anything from this marriage." Those were the first words Johan Gauntlet ever said to him as his husband. North Natchana didn't flinch. He only smiled-soft, gentle, almost patient-as if those words didn't cut deeper than anything else ever had. "...I won't," he replied quietly. Because he never expected anything to begin with. Not from the marriage. Not from Johan. And especially not from the man he had loved long before he was ever allowed to stand beside him.