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?

Jin-Yeok looked at me with his smile fading into a grin.


"Is that so?" He asked and started walking in.


Okay, I've noticed that complete honesty does two things to Jin-Yeok. It makes him want to test me and possibly scare me, and he makes him want to know what I'm thinking.


Though he scares me, he really does, it doesn't mean I can't make a plan to use his own plans against him.


Now, I've been honest and told him something that he probably did or did not see coming. I told him I liked what he got me, something he would like to hear and I told him it looked like his eyes.


So, he would begin to wonder if I liked the outfit because it had the same shade as his eyes that I previously confessed to being very beautiful, or if it was because it was 'his' gift.


I had no idea what he was thinking, but I would be glad if he followed my train of thought and did exactly as I predicted.


Chapter 42 - Forgive me if I'm rude