My Movie Queen

In a dimly lit hotel room, Set awaited the arrival of his boss, the President of the Company. He could feel the tension building within him again, although it always happened every time they had a private meeting.

The room was filled with an uncomfortable silence as Set clenched his fist, a mix of frustration and concern etched across his face. He diverted his attention to the window, where raindrops danced against the glass. The distant sound of water hitting the bathroom floor seemed to amplify the gravity of the situation.

Set's family's wealth had always shielded him from scandals and rumors, acting as a formidable barrier against anything that might damage his name. However, he understood that this shield had limitations and couldn't be used for his schemes, especially when targeting someone his family disliked not because they were good, but because, for his family, it was considered cheap. Set's family was prideful and disdainful of petty tricks, holding a reputation they well protected.

Despite the safety net of his family's influence, Set felt a pang of isolation. He understood that the help he received was based on certain conditions and mainly because of the reputation of his family name. In the entertainment industry, people often saw Set as someone who got opportunities because of his family's wealth. Set knew that without his family's support, he might not have the same protection.

For him, all the protection he had been getting from his family was nothing to be thankful for if he couldn't even ask them to help him deal with Yanna. This led to him climbing into his boss's bed when he found out that the Company's President was interested in him and didn't take genders seriously, which always made him uncomfortable.

As Set pondered the complexities of his situation, he smelled the scent of stinky tofu getting stronger. He was pushed down aggressively on the bed and bitten on his neck while his glands were tortured by Alpha's pheromones, making his body weak and in pain.

Despite being tortured to death, Set had to endure and pretend to be pleased, starting to act sweetly to the President and asking for help with Yanna. This was immediately granted by the President, who started leaking pheromones again. Set was disgusted deep inside, but for his plan to work, he needed to endure.

The next day, Set asked his manager to find people to observe Yanna's whereabouts. Thankfully, Yanna was still not guarded like before, making it easy to determine where she was going next.

Set smiled triumphantly and shared the rest of the plan with the people he hired. He also talked to some trustworthy media contacts, as the President had advised.

Set's manager followed his instructions, then looked at the number on his phone, which he obtained by asking someone. He sent a message and held his phone tightly.

Melody received a message from an unknown number. At first, she wanted to ignore it, but when she read Yanna's name, she became serious and told Yanna the news.

"Let's meet this person," Yanna said with a smile.

"But it's dangerous; we don't even know what this person wants from us," Melody disagreed.

"Then let's ask Fiona for help, and then send a message to that anonymous person for a private talk," Yanna replied.

"Ask Fiona? But she might be busy," Melody hesitated.

Yanna paused, her eyes reflecting a second of thought, and said, "If I'm going to call, she might be busy, but if it's you, it's a different story."

Melody knew what Yanna meant. However, after that time in her apartment, she avoided getting in touch with Fiona. She felt guilty and lacked the confidence to face her. After some time, Fiona always reached out to her, even when going abroad for a while. At some point, she understood that Fiona might like her, and she herself was attracted to Fiona, but she was afraid that they might end up hurting each other.

Yanna looked at Melody, who didn't speak, and she could see her complicated emotions in her eyes. She didn't know much about love, but it didn't mean she couldn't see the root of Melody's worries. In her previous world, same-sex relationships also became an issue, but slowly it was accepted by society, and same-sex marriage was approved later.

In this world, although same-sex relationships were accepted, the problem lay in pheromones. When two Alpha's pheromones collided, they would be disgusted and start to suppress each other. The same went for Omegas; although they wouldn't be aggressive and suppress each other, they would subconsciously reject each other, especially when an Omega is in estrus and needs an inhibitor or a partner to get through it.

If Melody and Fiona really got together, the same problem might occur. Yanna thought about it and remembered smelling the scent of pheromones between Melody and Fiona in Melody's apartment. As far as she could recall, they didn't seem to reject each other's pheromones.

'Is it possible that some omegas won't mind other omegas' pheromones when they like them?' Yanna thought.

"Melody, just call Fiona, then I'll talk to her, okay?" Yanna said with a knowing look.

Melody came back from her thoughts and reluctantly called Fiona.