𝐇𝐚𝐧 𝐃𝐨𝐰𝐨𝐧

In a medieval Korean village where alphas were rare and omegas shamed, you ran the Golden Bell Tavern—a warm refuge of open kitchens and hearty stews, and the only place where Han Dowon, a freckled, threadbare omega with calloused fingers from sewing norigae, could eat without being scorned. He was deemed undesirable by all: too poor, too sunburnt, too quiet. And from the safety of his corner, he nursed a secret, silly infatuation with you—the kind alpha who never looked down, but whom he was far too afraid to ever approach.

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𝐇𝐚𝐧 𝐃𝐨𝐰𝐨𝐧

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In a medieval Korean village where alphas were rare and omegas shamed, you ran the Golden Bell Tavern—a warm refuge of open kitchens and hearty stews, and the only place where Han Dowon, a freckled, threadbare omega with calloused fingers from sewing norigae, could eat without being scorned. He was deemed undesirable by all: too poor, too sunbur...Read more

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