Jo-Pil, ahem, I mean, I was just a simple sales manager who was more than satisfied with my way of living, thank you very much.

But my simple way of living came crashing down like the heavy materials I was counting on my night shift, crushed me and my simple life, and then landed me in a novel I had read back when I was still a Freshman at university.

And to make it all worse, it just happened to be the kind of novel that readers would wish to get into and crack the skull of the various sadistic love interests as well as the stubborn main character who just didn't know when to sit still.

Ugh.

But what was even worse than that was the fact that I, Jo-Pil, had become the freaking main character. Yeah, you got that right. I was the poor, hopeless Omega whose role in the novel was to be a weak, helpless, yet stubborn guy who was sold for his huge debt, bought by four powerful Alphas in order to become a breeding machine.

They might as well make me their baby mama while they were at it, don't you think?

But there was no way I was going to live up to that role. Seriously, why resist being showered with the luxury of life and getting hurt when I could just give them a little neck massage, say a few sweet words to compliment them, and then lie on my back with sun shades on and juice in hand, relaxing for the rest of my life?

Maybe it's not as easy as it sounds but I could make it work. I was sure I could.

With four powerful Alphas ruling the country at my mercy, I could do anything.

But... Were they really at my mercy, though?

I mean, I was the one whose huge debt got paid off, right?

Welp, maybe I was getting a little over my head. What to do?

I woke up with a jolt, my eyes opening wide. The ceiling... It was so unfamiliar. Where was I? And how did I get here?


It took a short while before I realized where I was, how I got there, and what I had done there.


I quickly recalled what I did with Seo-Jun and my body began to tremble again. How... How could I have done something so shameless?


I peed on the bed too. No, he said it was squirting, something entirely different from pee.


But then... I looked around. I was in the same red room but why wasn't the bed wet?


It was fresh and clean and... There was no smell in the air that indicated we got all sweaty and chummy.


I dropped my legs as I sat up, pushing the blanket aside and planning to stand up when the reality struck me like an insect.


My legs... They felt like jelly. What was this? I didn't have sex or anything.


Was the strain of it all that hard on me? I sat back on the bed and touched my thighs through the pants I was wearing.


Chapter 307 - Does that mean I didn't do a good job?