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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?

Trapped In A Novel As The Breeding Mate For Four Powerful Alphas

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We got to Min-Cheol's room and it definitely made him seem more like a kid. I doubt his employees knew of his taste. If word go out that one of the famous Alphas had such a kid taste then they would definitely not believe it.

I mean, he was only like this because he was deprived of a lot of things when he was young. They made him grow up when he was still a child. So, now that he had grown up, he decided to be a child.

Only in his closed walls, that is. He still had his reputation to keep.

'I doubt he has this same decoration in his house.' I thought.

There was a standing basketball hoop, a few basketballs, baseballs, and baseball bats. There were even footballs.

Was he a sportsperson? I doubt he had time to indulge in sports though.

"Do you like sports?" I asked but before I could turn my head, he wrapped his arms around me, dropping his head on my shoulder. "Little Min?"

Every Sunday. Let's play at least one sport