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[18+, nsfw, mature content, sensitive content]

After the death of his parents in a car accident, Akagi Suga sold his parents' house and moved to another area. He raised his younger brother alone, their life didn't go smoothly but at least as long as Suga lived with his younger brother, their life was always pleasant.

Until finally people from IHPS (International Human Protection Squad) approached him, making Akagi Suga remember again that his father was a former instructor of that special forces.

He didn't want to get involved with people from an organization created by elites under the guise of ‘military’, an organization filled with crazy people, but when Nakajima Yuki, his childhood friend asked Suga to join IHPS, at first Suga refused, however—

"It wasn't an accident, both your parents were killed."

He already had this suspicion for a long time.

'Will going to IHPS make it easier for me to find out which organization killed my parents?'

And why did a madman named Zion Hughes always make it difficult for him to find out about the organization?

(ps ; I won't give warning for adult scenes iykwim, I will give warning if there's sensitive content)

[BL] EGOTISTIC

Zion grabbed his jaw, and for the first time in this moment, he kissed Suga's lips with fervor, pressing his body to the ground. Suga felt utterly filthy. He wished he could wash all of this off his body, rid himself of the stain that Zion had left behind and the soil that decorated his skin.

After kissing Suga until his lips were raw and swollen, Zion stood up and silently scanned Suga's body from head to toe. His eyes showed his disapproval, and he clicked his tongue in irritation at what he saw. He threw his hoodie at Suga and picked up Suga's pants from where they had fallen nearby.

Without a word, Zion put on his pants, then turned and walked away, leaving Suga alone in the dirt.

In the end, he was just another omega for that man to use. It was so stupid of him to believe, even for a moment, that he could be something special to that bastard.

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