Pregnant for the straight CEO Chapter 83

~Park min~

I slamd my palms against the glass so hard the whole panel shook, and I didn’t give a single fuck if I cracked it. Yu Jin was in there, arched off the bed like soone had jamd a live wire straight into his spine, veins bulging in his neck, mouth open in this silent scream that turned into a choked gasp every ti he tried to pull in air. The doctors; four of them in full hazmat-looking gear were swarming him, jabbing needles, swapping out IV bags, shouting numbers at each other like it was a goddamn auction.

"Pressure dropping..... push another ten of the midazolam!"

"He’s burning through it, switch to the propofol drip, now!"

"Pheromone levels off the charts, we’re cycling out in thirty seconds..."

One of them staggered back, ripped off his mask, and puked right there on the floor. Another grabbed his arm and dragged him out while a fresh one rushed in. They were rotating like relay runners because nobody could stay in that room longer than a minute without folding.

And ? I was fine. Well, not fine. My head felt like it was stuffed with cotton and lightning at the sa ti, my chest tight, my alpha side roaring to break the door down and rip throats but I wasn’t dropping. I wasn’t even dizzy. Just pissed. So fucking pissed I could taste it.

"Let in," I said for the tenth ti, voice low, banging the glass again. "You’re hurting him more like this. Let the fuck in."

The gray-streaked doctor... Dr. Lim, I think glanced up from the monitor, eyes sharp behind her mask. She hesitated, then hit a button on the wall. The intercom crackled.

"Mr. Park, you’re already exposed more than anyone. If you go in and he spikes again... "

"He’s spiking because I’m not in there," I snapped. "Open the damn door."

She stared at a second longer, then nodded once to the nurse. The seal hissed, the door slid open, and I was through it before anyone could change their mind.

The pheromones hit like a brick wall to the face. Thick, electric, bitter-dark, nothing like the soft sweet shit I was used to from him. It crawled down my throat, wrapped around my ribs, squeezed. My knees almost buckled, but I locked them and kept moving until I was at the bed.

Yu Jin’s eyes snapped to , wild, pupils blown huge. He thrashed against the restraints yeah, they’d strapped him down like so fucking animal and made this broken sound that punched straight in the gut.

"Min..... "

"I’m here, baby, I’m right here." I grabbed his hand, laced our fingers tight, and ignored the way the doctors yelled at to step back. "Look at . Just ."

He tried. God, he tried. His chest heaved, sweat pouring down his face, and every ti he exhaled the air shimred with that scent. One of the doctors behind gagged again and stumbled out.

Dr. Kang, the tall guy, calm voice, even now leaned over the monitor. "His levels dropped five percent the second you touched him. Keep talking."

I leaned in close, forehead almost touching his. "You’re scaring the shit out of , you know that? Thought we agreed on no more hospital drama for at least a week."

A wet huff that might’ve been a laugh. "S-sorry"

"Shut up apologizing." I squeezed his hand harder. "You think I give a fuck what you sll like right now? You’re still you. Still mine."

His body jerked again, back bowing, but this ti it wasn’t as bad. The monitors slowed a little. The doctors stopped yelling quite so loud.

Dr. Lim stepped closer, voice quieter now. "Mr. Park, do you feel any urge to submit? Any loss of control?"

I snorted. "Lady, the only thing I feel is pissed off that you’re poking him with needles like a pin cushion. No offense."

"None taken," she muttered. "That’s... unprecedented. Bonded pairs usually can’t withstand direct Enigma exposure without at least partial submission response."

"Enigma," I repeated. It sat wrong in my mouth. "So what the hell does that even an? He’s not a fucking comic book villain is he?."

Dr. Kang cleared his throat. "It ans he’s not just a strong alpha. Enigmas sit outside the standard hierarchy. Apex. They don’t dominate because they try, they dominate because everything else instinctively recognizes them as superior. Even without intent. Historical records show uncontrolled Enigmas triggering mass ruts, heats, even deaths from pheromone overload in crowded areas. Class wars started over less."

I stared at him. "You’re telling my boyfriend is suddenly public enemy number one because his sll got an upgrade?"

"Crude," Dr. Lim said, "but not inaccurate."

Yu Jin whimpered, fingers digging into mine hard enough to bruise.

They pumped more drugs into him, experintal shit, Dr. Kang called it, stuff that wasn’t even approved yet. His thrashing slowed, body going heavy, eyes fluttering.

"Co on, Jin," I whispered. "Stay with a little longer. Tell sothing stupid."

His lips moved. Barely a sound. "...your cooking... still sucks..."

I laughed. Couldn’t help it. "Yeah, well, wait till you’re awake. I’ll burn ran just for you."

His grip loosened. Eyes closed. The monitors finally stopped screaming.

Dr. Lim exhaled slowly. "He’s under. Deep sedation. We’ll keep him here until the levels stabilize."

I didn’t let go of his hand. "How long?"

"We don’t know," Dr. Kang admitted. "This hasn’t happened in my living mory."

I looked at the screen. The pheromone readout was still climbing slower now, but steady. Baseline way higher than anything labeled "oga" or even "alpha pri."

Dr. Lim’s voice was soft. "There’s no going back, Mr. Park. Whatever he was before... that’s gone. This is permanent."

I stared at Yu Jin’s face pale, sweaty, but finally still and felt sothing in my chest crack wide open.

"Yeah," I said, voice rough. "I figured."

They made leave eventually. Said I needed to decon sothing-or-other, but I knew it was because they didn’t want glued to his side when the big bosses showed up. I didn’t fight it. Much.

I stumbled out into the hallway, legs shaky now that the adrenaline was crashing. The sealed door hissed shut behind , and I just stood there a second, staring at my hands like they belonged to soone else.

Then I headed down the corridor toward Lee Know’s room. Figured the others would be there. Figured wrong they were all cramd inside like sardines, Anning hunched over a tablet, Fan Xiao pacing like a caged tiger, Lee Know propped up in bed looking like death ward over but still conscious.

The second I walked in, Anning looked up. "Holy shit, Min. You okay?"

"Do I look okay?" I dropped into the chair by the window, rubbed my face. "He’s out. Sedated. They say it’s permanent."

Fan Xiao stopped pacing. "Permanent what?"

"Enigma." The word tasted worse the second ti. "Full awakening. No suppressants will ever cover it again."

Then Lee Know let out this weak laugh. "Of course it’s Yu Jin. Only he would go from fragile oga to walking apocalypse in one afternoon."

"Not funny," I muttered, but my mouth twitched.

"It’s a little funny," Lee Know said. "In a ’we’re all fucked’ kind of way."

Anning didn’t laugh. She was scrolling fast, eyes flying over the screen. "I pulled so old archives. Restricted access stuff. Took three fake logins and a prayer, but listen to this, wait don’t ask how, I dated one of the biggest hackers." Lee know side eyed her but she cared less and then turned the tablet around so we could see.

Black-and-white photo. So guy from like eighty years ago, restrained in a lab, eyes glowing almost in the grainy image.

"Last docunted case was 1999," Anning said, voice low. "Guy presented late, just like Yu Jin. Triggered a riot in a military base,twenty-three alphas hospitalized, six ogas in ergency heat, two deaths from respiratory failure. They institutionalized him. Officially he ’died of complications.’ Unofficially?" She scrolled again. Redacted file. "Disappeared. Rumors say black-market groups took him. Wanted to breed him or weaponize him or both."

Fan Xiao made a disgusted noise. "Breed him?"

"Enigmas are supposed to produce stronger offspring across all dynamics," Anning said. "Higher survival rates, better pheromone control, longer lifespans. Governnts wanted super soldiers. Corporations wanted perfect heirs. Underground packs wanted leverage."

Lee Know shifted in bed, wincing. "So what you’re saying is Yu Jin just beca the rarest fucking thing on the planet."

"And the most dangerous," Anning added. "To himself and everyone around him."

I leaned forward, elbows on knees. "He’s scared he’s gonna hurt Rin. Or ."

Fan Xiao snorted. "You? Please. You walked into that room and didn’t even flinch. I got a whiff through the door and almost dropped."

"Because of the bond," I muttered. "They said it’s anchoring him. Or . Or whatever."

Anning looked up sharp. "That’s new. There’s nothing in the files about bonded pairs resisting Enigma influence. You might be the only thing keeping him from leveling this entire wing."

"Great," I said. "No pressure."

Lee Know tilted his head. "So what happens when he wakes up? They just... let him go ho with a baby and a ’good luck’?"

Anning went back to scrolling. "Probably not. Look at this....every recorded case ended with containnt. Long-term. So voluntary, so not."

Fan Xiao crossed his arms. "They try to lock him up, they’ll have to go through all of us."

"Romantic," Lee Know drawled. "Also stupid. You saw what his scent did to trained staff. Imagine what happens if he panics in a crowded city."

I stood up fast enough the chair scraped loud. "He’s not a fucking weapon. He’s Yu Jin. He’s not gonna hurt anyone."

Anning t my eyes. "Not on purpose. But Min... he might not have a choice."

"Then we’ll teach him. We’ll figure it out. Because I’m not letting anyone take him. Not doctors, not governnt, not so creepy black-market assholes. He’s coming ho. With . With Rin. End of story."

Fan Xiao clapped on the shoulder, grip tight. "Damn right."

Lee Know smirked weakly. "Look at you, going full protective alpha. It’s almost cute."

"Shut up," I muttered, but didn’t pull away.

Anning closed the tablet slowly. "We have maybe a day before the higher-ups get involved. After that... it’s gonna get ssy."

I looked out the window at the dark parking lot, lights flickering.

ssy. Yeah.

Bring it.