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?

We got to the spa and as I stepped out of the car, my eyes twinkled at the magnificent building.


"What would you like to do first, Jo-Pil"? Jin-Yeok asked, acting as the guide.


"A massage!" I immediately said, not going back but then, my stomach grumbled loudly.


I froze. I was sure the driver inside the car heard it. Why did my stomach only ever know how to embarrass me in times like this?


"I guess your stomach's spoken for you, Hyung." Min-Cheol said and I trembled in embarrassment. Even Seo-Jun was laughing.


"I'm not even that hungry," I said, dropping my gaze to the ground as I pouted in dissatisfaction.


I had never heard either of their stomachs grumble before. Why was it always me? It made it seem like I was such a foodie. And I was not hungry yet. I was sure of it.


"It's alright, Jo-Pil. You don't have to sulk. It's not your fault."


Chapter 150 - Stop saying I'm hungry and need to eat