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?

"And yeah, I do work out frequently in the gym, so all those were real. Don't think I was just doing all that to break you or something."


I stared. I absolutely stared like a fish gasping for air in the middle of the sea.


So she wasn't a trainer? Not even a professional?


The squats, the sit-ups, the push-ups, all her commands, her 'expert corrections'… all of that was just from her own personal experience?


My chest rose and fell erratically, my mind buzzing.


Jin-Yeok saw my reaction and felt even more guilty. He was the cause, but he felt just him apologizing wouldn't cut it.


"Eun-Ji, apologize to Jo-Pil as well," he said, and we both looked at him. "Sincerely."


Eun-Ji raised her head and looked at me, no questions asked, just absolute obedience that made me wonder if she was 'just' an actress and not someone who worked with him in his underground organization.


Chapter 332 - You can ask me for three things