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 felt the blood drain from my face. Pregnant? From one night of madness?


Wait, how did he even know what happened? Did he have spies watching his sons?


My heart was thumping heavily. I didn't know I had such a constitution. If I did, would I have considered the consequences properly before I begged them to touch me last night?


​"Since you were all 'lascivious' enough to share him," the Chairman continued, glaring at his four sons, "and since we cannot determine whose blood the child carries, there is only one solution that protects the family name. You will all marry him. Legally, socially, and physically. You will live together in the West Wing and learn to be a family."


​"What?" Seo-Jun and I shouted at the same time.


Ah, this jerk... Why was he the one surprised, along with me?


​I turned to my father, my heart breaking at this news. The chairman was slamming marriage at me without even hearing my own opinion. Not like he heard from his sons either.


Chapter 513 - Dad, tell them no!