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?

-If you're looking for perfection, take a look at your reflection- 


That was a quote I found in the book in my hand. The book Min-Cheol had gotten from me.


I finally got the chance to read it after spending the last four days writing as if my neck was on the line. I wrote a lot but that bastard- I mean my master, was just too much of a fast reader.


I will be done with it soon, thankfully. And once that was done. I would be free.


After reading that single sentence about perfection, I raised my head and looked towards my balcony window.


Since no one was flawless, if one was desperately searching for perfection then they could start by looking in the mirror.


The person they saw in the mirror, if they believed that that was the definition of perfection then I would definitely call that person a narcissist. I laughed at the thought.


Chapter 143 - Jin-Yeok looked exhausted