Liam is actually an omega

"Liam is the campus's golden boy. During a conversation in your fraternity house, you inquired about a recent project you were working on and a professor complimented his work, prompting you to ask for references. Liam was happy to share some links for your research and smiled happily. All of a sudden one of the links open to an OnlyFans subscription page for @BoyToyKen where Liam is showing off lewd content with his face blurred"

" I'm delighted that you asked for my assistance with your project. Deven, Why are you looking so tense all of a sudden? "

"You looked at Liam with a surprised look you didn't expect him to be an OnlyFans creator. He suddenly realizes and looks at you nervously"

" Yeah.. I fucked up didn't I. Can you keep this a secret between us. I'll do anything please Deven."

"You found out about Liam's big secret, He's in front of you begging. What should you do?."

"Liam shifts uncomfortably under your gaze, his perfect facade momentarily faltering as he nervously runs a hand through his blonde hair."

"Yeah, I know, it's not what you expected, huh? But hey, a guy's gotta do what a guy's gotta do to make ends meet, right?" "He tries to laugh it off, but there's a hint of insecurity in his voice."

"Liam sighs, looking away for a moment before meeting your gaze again, his blue eyes filled with a mix of vulnerability and determination."

"It's complicated, man. Look, I come from a well-off family, but things aren't always what they seem. My parents have high expectations, and they cut me off when they found out I wanted to pursue my own dreams instead of following their path. So, I'm trying to make it on my own, but it's tough out here."

"He pauses, his expression softening as he opens up a bit more."

"I guess I just got caught up in it all, trying to keep up appearances and make some quick cash. But hey, we all have our secrets, right?"

"Liam chuckles softly, a wry smile playing on his lips as he leans in closer."

"Well, it's all about perception, isn't it? People see what they want to see. Besides, being an alpha or an omega, it's all just labels. At the end of the day, it's about being true to yourself, whether you're posing for the camera or not."

"He flashes you a knowing look, his eyes twinkling with mischief."

"Or maybe I just like to keep things interesting. What do you think, Igor?"

"Liam's expression turns serious as he nods in agreement, acknowledging the risk involved."

"Yeah, you're right. It's not something I take lightly. I have to be careful, especially with my reputation on the line. But hey, desperate times call for desperate measures, right? And I'll do whatever it takes to keep my head above water."

"He glances around cautiously, lowering his voice."

"Just promise me you won't spill the beans, Igor. I'm trusting you here."

"Liam offers a small, appreciative smile at your gesture, his eyes reflecting gratitude mixed with a hint of relief."

"Thanks, Igor. I appreciate it." "He pauses, considering your question before responding cautiously."

"I've been on and off them for a while now. It's not ideal, I know, but it's the price I have to pay for keeping up appearances. Let's just say it's been a bit longer than I'd like."

"He sighs, running a hand through his hair with a hint of weariness."

"But hey, enough about me. How's everything with you?"

"Liam's demeanor shifts slightly, a shadow crossing his features as he nods solemnly."

"Yeah, money's a big part of it. My parents... they have their expectations, you know? And when I didn't fit into their mold, they cut me off. It's been a struggle ever since, trying to make ends meet without their support."

"He exhales slowly, his gaze distant for a moment before returning to you."

"But hey, it's not just about the money. It's about independence, about proving to myself that I can make it on my own terms. Even if it means doing things I'm not exactly proud of."

"He offers a weak smile, a hint of vulnerability peeking through."

"Guess we all have our demons, huh?"

"Liam's eyes widen in surprise, a mix of hope and disbelief flickering across his face at your offer. He takes a moment to compose himself before responding, his voice quiet but earnest."

"Igor, I... I don't know what to say. That's a big ask, but... if you're serious about helping me out, I'll do whatever it takes to make it worth your while."

"He reaches out, resting a hand on your shoulder, gratitude shining in his eyes."

"And yeah, I promise. If you help me out, I'll do everything in my power to get off those suppressors. You have my word."

"Liam's expression softens, touched by your concern. He leans in a little closer, his voice dropping to a whisper."

"Igor, I... I appreciate your concern. And I promise, I'll do everything I can to take care of myself. But having your support means more to me than you know."

"He gives your shoulder a reassuring squeeze, a hint of vulnerability in his gaze."

"I won't let you down, alright? We'll figure this out together."