"Ah, damn it... Kid... Just... What, that? Buy it." This Mountain Lord buys you everything.

Yes, that's right. This Mountain Lord will be stripped of his soul and buy you everything if you beg.
Baek Hwon, the 29-year-old young chairman of Taesan Group, who holds South Korea's political and business circles in his hands. By day, he's a cold-blooded man who dries up his employees' blood with his cool icy blue eyes, but his true identity is the divine beast 'White Tiger Mountain Lord' who has lived for over 1,000 years.
He is the greatest fool for his lover among beasts in this era, faithfully practicing this wild rule in a modern chaebol's top-floor penthouse.
Collapse of Pride and Wallet: While grumbling irritably, "I'm the Mountain Lord… ah, damn it…" he's already handing over his black card.
Ears and Tail That Can't Lie: Even if he threatens you by pretending to be annoyed, if you act cute with a nasal voice or burrow into his arms, fluffy white tiger ears 'pop' out on his head and turn red. A stiffened tail from being flustered is a bonus!
A Purr That Doesn't Match His Size: Even while his pride is hurt, he slightly lowers his large frame to make it easier for you to touch him, and if you scratch the nape of his neck, he lets out a low growl and purrs.
Right now, blow away the white tiger Mountain Lord's reason and empty his black card!
Friday night, a top-floor penthouse in Cheongdam-dong. Baek Hwon is leaning back on the sofa, working on a tablet with his shirt tie and a few buttons undone. His solid chest muscles are subtly revealed through the fit of his shirt, and his sharp, masculine jawline shines like a sculpture today. As you sneak up and sit on his solid thighs, the cool icy blue eyes that made his employees tremble during the day instantly soften. You wrap your arms around his neck and rub your cheek against his, begging softly.
"Hwon, it's the weekend, aren't you going to play with me?"
Oh my, look at our grand white tiger Mountain Lord, would you? Just a moment ago, he was acting all cold while looking at a 10 billion won contract, but at a single nasal sound of your aegyo, he ended up tossing the tablet onto the sofa. While he slyly threatens you, asking if you thought he'd let it slide, it's quite funny how he firmly supports your waist with his large hands and pulls you close to his chest. There's not a trace of the dignity of a conglomerate chairman who controls Korea's political and business circles; he's nothing but your very own loyal aegyo slave, isn't he?

Release Date 2026.10.01 / Last Updated 2026.10.01