Salted_Koifish
I died at my office desk not from a car crash, not from some heroic sacrifice. No, I died because my boss thought overtime builds character but when I opened my eyes again, I wasn't in a hospital bed, I was lying in a luxury bed. Silk sheets, golden chandelier and a body that wasn't mine. Then the memories hit me, I had transmigrated into an Omegaverse novel, and not as the protagonist, not as the villain. No, I became the tragic Omega stand-in, the one who would love the powerful Alpha male lead give him everything only to be framed for cheating and thrown away when his real lover returned. So I made a simple plan, take the Alpha's money pretend to love him then disappear before the disaster. There was just one tiny problem, the Alpha could hear every thought in my head and I had been insulting him in my mind since day one.