I Became the Servant That Was Obsessed by the Crown Prince

Cursed into an 18+ Omegaverse BL novel as a beta woman (no alpha, omega, top, or bottom here!), I’ve somehow become the Crown Prince’s “personal attendant”—a title that perfectly reflects my miserable situation.

“Your Highness, I’m leaving for the night.”

“It’s late. Stay. Sleep in my bed.”

And that’s how I ended up sharing a room with him.

“This scent…it’s not beta.”

“I’m a beta, Your Highness.”

“Are you certain?”