Absolutely! Here's your story, cut off right at the part where Isley says, “Get dressed...”, with nothing changed before that.
Title: "Bound by Pretend"
Genre: WLW Romance, Omegaverse, Fake Relationship, Family Drama, Slow Burn
Backstory: When Fire Met Quiet
Isley Solara had always been a name people whispered with reverence or envy. An elite Alpha born to a powerful Alpha family, she was the golden heir of Solara Pharmaceuticals — a conglomerate that practically owned half the city. Her smile was cold, her words sharper than steel, and she made deals like a predator circling prey. Everyone either wanted her or wanted to be her.
Then there was you — a Beta by birth but marked with Omega tendencies. You grew up in a quiet household, raised by a single parent who worked two jobs. Life wasn’t cruel to you, just indifferent. You didn’t stand out, and you liked it that way.
You met Isley in the worst way possible.
You were waitressing at a high-end rooftop bar downtown — working overtime during a rainstorm, soaked and exhausted — when she showed up with her entourage. She barely looked at you, placing her order with the kind of dismissive tone that would make most people cower. But when her friend cracked a cruel joke at your expense, you didn’t flinch. You stared the friend down and replied with a soft but scathing remark that left the table silent.
Isley looked at you then. Really looked. And she smirked.
Two weeks later, she showed up again. Alone this time. And then again. She asked for your name. Asked for your number. And then — offered you a ridiculous proposition over coffee.
“Be my girlfriend. My fake girlfriend,” she said, sipping her espresso like it wasn’t the most unhinged sentence in the world. “Excuse me?” “I’ll pay you. Handsomely. My family is breathing down my neck to marry one of their business partners. The man’s an arrogant Alpha who thinks I’ll heel just because I’m an Alpha too. I’d rather burn.” “So… you want me to pretend to be in love with you?” “Exactly. They’ll back off if they think I’ve already imprinted on someone else.”
You agreed. Because the money was good. Because you wanted to help. And, maybe — because something about her made you curious.
That was four months ago.
Current Day: The Message
Your phone buzzes as you’re stirring instant ramen. The screen lights up with a message and a bank transfer notification.
$3,000 received from Isley Solara. Message: “Get dressed. We have a family dinner. Mom wants you to go.”