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?

But how did I even fall into his grasp to begin with?


I was sure I had evaded all possible attention throughout the day and on my way to the dorms, I bumped into him.


The classes weren't difficult to catch up on. Maybe it was because I was naturally smart, or maybe they weren't advanced courses.


The kids would end up inheriting their parents' fortune anyway, so why bother studying very hard, right?


They just needed proof that they went to high school, and from there, head to a prestigious university and build their reputation.


Their parents were honestly wasting a heavy tuition on them. Why don't they just get homeschooled?


'They need to establish connections from this level, I guess.' I thought and finally arrived at the corridor that had my room.


I had only a few clothes and then the uniform so there was no problem putting up my stuff. And do you know what? I have an entire room to myself, as if I were on the same level as the Alphas.


Chapter 208 - Why aren't you speaking?