After amnesia, four men entangled, I gathered them together, backhand slap face

The Protagonist Refused to be a Puppet

After I lost my memory, I realized something was really off.

My seemingly innocent brother secretly slipped into my bed in the middle of the night.

My successful businessman uncle kept sending me clothes.

My cold, sophisticated Professor Thorne gave me unsettlingly intimate instructions.

And Jax, the infamous bad boy from the other side of the tracks, pinned me against the wall and whispered, "Eighty bucks for the night."

I figured there had to be some huge misunderstanding, so I gathered them all together, planning to set things straight.