Two worlds. One thin line between duty and desire. Hwang Hyunjin is a commoner alpha who knows his place. Bound to a cruel master architect, he lives a life carved out of hard stone, freezing winters, and heavy quiet. Survival is his only priority until a prestigious project forces him deep inside the gates of the Lee Kingdom. Enter Prince Felix. Spoiled, beautiful, and wildly chaotic, the royal omega is a breath of sweet, dangerous air in a palace suffocated by strict rules. Felix makes a game out of pushing boundaries, and the stoic, conservative commoner working under the scaffolding is his newest, most irresistible target. Hyunjin knows touching a royal is treason. He knows an alpha with dust on his hands has no business looking at a prince wrapped in silk. But as Felix's storm wrecks every wall Hyunjin built to protect himself, restraint becomes a cruel torture. When class, pride, and kingdom stand between them, loving him is impossible. Crossing the line will cost them everything. "He built the palace. The prince destroyed him."

Story of a bratty omega and his alpha bodyguard...

They've been best friends since they were kids. For twelve years, one has carried a secret - a secret that started when he was only nine. He hides it behind smiles, behind a girlfriend, behind everything... except his heart that has always belonged to him. But now, something is changing. The boy he's loved all along is starting to fall for him too - slowly, unknowingly. Two hearts, twelve years of silence, and a friendship that's about to turn into something much more.

" Did you know " " No " " I didn't even say anything "

Hyunjin leaned over Felix, supporting his body with his hands beside Felixs' head. "Do you want this?" He had to get Felixs' consent. He didn't want to be with the omega and then have him regret it. It would kill him. Felix nodded and wrapped his legs around Hyunjin's waist, rutting against him. "Need it," He breathed. "Need you." -- 94k words Guys there's a sequel so read this one first don't worry

Felix was born into blood and gold - the heir to a legacy he never wanted. At 19, with long blond hair and trembling hands, he's everything his father hates: soft, small, scared. Hyunjin is paid to protect him. Cold, calculated, and cruel when needed - a ghost with a gun. But protection is a dangerous thing. Especially when Felix starts to feel safe in his shadow. And Hyunjin? He starts to feel something else entirely. In a world where weakness is punished and love is fatal, how long can a bodyguard resist falling for the boy he's sworn to shield?

"The story of a fragile omega boy named Felix who loves his family the most, and most importantly, his elder sister Nari. What will happen when fate takes an unexpected turn, forcing him to marry his sister's husband?"

Hyunjin - the best friend of Felix's boyfriend - was the cockiest asshole you'll ever meet. And Felix's least favorite person in the whole world and his number one enemy. Felix was so sure Hyunjin felt disgusted by his very existence but what happens when Hyunjin falls in love with the guy he hates the most? #1 hyunlix ! (3x) #1 bottom #2 yongbok #5 stay #18 hwanghyunjin #20 top #242 hyunjin #372 stray kids #460 kpop - might be a slow burn. - hyunjin x felix ! - enemies to lovers trope warning: occasional smut, a lot of mushy softness, cheating.

"𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆!" "𝑯𝒂𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒉 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆?" "𝑰 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒍𝒆, 𝒅𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒔." Top: Hyunjin Bottom: Felix Does include other Kpop ships - Minsung, Taekook, Taegyu, Woosan, Chanin, Yeonbin Disclaimer: This book is purely for entertainment purposes. I do not mean any harm or hatred towards the members. No copyright.

The moon hung low over the Jeju coastline, casting a silver glow over the silent hallways of The Crescent Moon. In the staff locker room, Felix sat quietly. He had met hundreds of VIPs, but none had left a chill-and a spark-quite like Mr. Hwang Hyunjin. Felix didn't care if the man was a picky influencer or a secret inspector; he just knew that for the first time, he wanted to stay in a guest's room long after the tea was served, just to see if he could make those icy eyes melt again. . . Upstairs, the "Visual Reaper" sat on the edge of his perfectly made bed, the white silk gloves discarded on the floor. He came to judge a hotel, but he was starting to realize that no amount of stars could quantify the way his heart raced when the "Service Lead" walked into the room. _ Sheen