It began with a stray volleyball on a quiet beach. It ended with a letter that was never meant to be read. Between those two moments lies the memory of one unforgettable night-where two strangers met, shared something fleeting and extraordinary, and left behind a story that refused to stay buried.

You can leave the past behind but the scent of the man you are fatted to be with will cling to you forever. He was a kept Omega, beautiful and fragile and the man he loved was not capable of showing love. The cold Alpha living under the strict rules of Chi family dynasty thought he could have it all, but sometimes you have to lose the most important thing in your life to realize what it really was.

Two toxic hearts. Infinite lies. They fight, they betray, they hurt... and still, they keep coming back to each other, addicted to a love that's as dangerous as it is irresistible...

Correlates/Connected to the Main Story (Got the wrong guy) - These are the journal entries of Wu QI Qiong after Chi Cheng left - Wu Qi Qiong had always known there were things about Chi Cheng's world he wasn't meant to touch. The glances exchanged in hushed corridors, the heavy silence that followed whenever the word family was mentioned-it was all a warning written in shadows. Still, knowing it was one thing. Feeling it was another.

[PREQUEL OF GOT THE WRONG GUY] - Chi Cheng wasn't looking at the work. He was staring at Da Bao. He watched, completely mesmerized, as Wu Qi Qiong talked, his voice animated, his shyness forgotten in his enthusiasm. He saw the passion in his eyes, the way his whole face transformed when he smiled that wide, uninhibited smile. The light from the single desk lamp caught the curve of his cheek and the bright, unguarded joy in his eyes. Chi Cheng felt a sudden, sharp pang in his chest, a feeling so intense it almost took his breath away. This. This was the feeling he couldn't name, couldn't categorize. This overwhelming urge to just... watch him. To see him happy. To keep that bright, unguarded light in his eyes. The chaos, the confusion, the internal battle-it all seemed to coalesce in that single, blinding moment of clarity. The feeling wasn't just want. It wasn't just care. It wasn't just necessary. It was something deeper, something terrifyingly profound, a silent, powerful confession that went beyond simple ownership. It was a compulsion to devote his entire self to the preservation of Da Bao's joy. He was falling. Hard.

There's a damsel in distress tucked away in Xiaoshuai's clinic, and Sheriff Chi Cheng has seen his fair share of bunny hybrids but never one quite like this. Blue as twilight and twice as skittish, the newcomer keeps to Xiaoshuai's side, chewing on his own ears and refusing to step a foot beyond the safety of the room. And like any good sheriff with a town to mind, Chi Cheng reckons it's his duty to find out just who this strange little intruder is... and why he's become the talk of the town in a single night.

A grumpy data analyst and his terrifying, spreadsheet-obsessed enemy become office rivals turned possessive lovers. Chaos, fluff, and one very jealous accountant ensue.

Chi Cheng, a ruthless street gangster, never thought he'd fall... until he saved Wu Sou Wei, a deaf teacher drowning in debt.

Wu Suowei lands his dream job as the CEO's secretary and immediately regrets it when Chi Cheng, handsome, shameless, and utterly unprofessional, decides flirting is more important than meetings. The office knows, HR is concerned, and Suowei is exhausted, clinging to professionalism until one self ill-advised deal and a too-successful contract send his carefully built walls crumbling after six PM one evening.

Behind glass walls, desire is currency and mercy a crime. An Alpha without power meets an Omega who refuses to break. In The Glass House, even monsters learn what it means to bleed.