LIAM

As the dust settled from the initial introductions, Ben took a decisive step in managing his harem by assigning Liam as the lead boi of the house. Liam, with his tall, muscular frame and piercing blue eyes, exuded a commanding presence that Ben believed was necessary to keep the other bois in line.

"Liam, you will be the lead boi," Ben announced, his voice firm. "Your job is to ensure that everyone follows the rules and maintains order. I trust you can handle this responsibility."

Liam nodded, a glint of pride in his eyes. "Yes, sir. I won't let you down."

The other bois exchanged glances, some relieved that the decision had been made, while others, like Mike, felt a surge of frustration and resentment.

"What?" Mike's voice cut through the room, filled with disbelief and anger. "Why him? I should be the lead boi, not the tenth!"

Ben's expression hardened. "Mike, your position is based on your subcoins. Right now, you're in the negative. Arguing will only make it worse."

Mike's watch vibrated, indicating another deduction of subcoins. His frustration boiled over, but he knew he was already in trouble. Gritting his teeth, he dropped to his knees, the humiliation burning in his cheeks. "I'm sorry, sir," he muttered, barely able to hide his anger.

The other bois couldn't suppress their laughter. Mike's fall from his self-perceived pedestal was a source of amusement for them, a stark reminder of their shared fate.

"Enough," Ben said, silencing the laughter with a wave of his hand. "Liam, you're in charge. Keep everyone in line. I'm going to rest."