4 - A sudden proposal

   The door banged shut, and the man in the bed sighed and sat up with a yawn.

   The hotel was a mess and the bed was covered in signs of lovemaking. Samuel pinched the base of his nose with a bit of a headache. He hadn't expected to be drugged yesterday, to be in Letitia's room by mistake, and to meet her in the form of an Omega by coincidence.

   Yes, he remembered everything clearly from last night.

   He had forced on her from start to finish, and he could recall every detail from Letitia's struggles to her compliance, from her curses to her cries for mercy.

   Thinking about it, he sighed again, and the relationship between the two of them, which was already not so good, was likely to get worse.

   As he wandered off, the phone at his bedside rang and the caller ID was his assistant.

   "Hello? Boss, there's been progress on that project from last week, but they've required you to fly to the UK yourself."

   Samuel rubbed his hair with one hand and turned back into the serious and introspective Ruiz Group boss: "Yes, I'll be at the office right away.

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 Letitia had changed.

 Letitia, the princess of drinking who loved to play all night in the bar,  now like a prodigal son repenting, a prostitute who had been converted, and a fairy who could not be asked out.

 Lurina called her for the 30th time: "Letitia Rayas, are you ready to hibernate?"

 On the other end, Letitia looked like she had just woken up, and her tone was slurred: "Why are you so annoying? I've told you I'm not going to the bar, I'm sleepy."

  Lurina was speechless for a few seconds, thinking that she slept during the day and at night and that even a pig could be awake to eat its feed.

   But she didn't dare to say anything  "What's so sleepy about being so young?  Are you going to the bar because you're embarrassed to be an omega? It's fine, you see, I'm still a married omega, and I still fool around like before. We're all not sexist, right guys?"

   The group behind Lurina giggled back: yes -

   Letitia sat up from her bed, her sleepiness gone, "Don't tell me that. I knew you all had something bad in you. It's only fools who go."

   It wasn't true, the group of friends had planned to tease her that month, but they were so amazed that she stayed at home for two months, comparable to a 1980s girl. The time for them to laugh at her had long passed.

   Lurina retorted: "Don't be indecisive, are you coming or not? If not, we're coming to your house."

   No way! Her dear mother and eldest sister could educate her for three hours straight. Letitia surrendered in seconds, "I'll go, I'll be there later."

   Letitia smelled alcohol as soon as she walked inside the bar, mingled with pheromones, sweat, and perfume, and she held her breath as the fragrance made her stomach turn a little.

   She had been feeling unwell for a while now and was prone to retching and nausea when she ate food that was not to her liking or smelled irritating smells.

  She suspected it was due to inconsistent work and rest, and she had always intended to go for a check-up, but she was sleepy all day and night and had no energy in her body, so she couldn't bring herself to go to the hospital, so she put it off.

   After a few steps, she saw Lurina and the others, who had a big booth and were playing games and drinking.

   Letitia walked over to them with a scowl on her face, and one of them stopped to greet her: "Miss Letitia,  you are coming now! Welcome to my party!"

   A beta in a white shirt disliked him: "You have no idea how to use words. Is this your party? Should you be saying that?"

   The people around him laughed and Lurina stood up and pulled Letitia aside to sit down: "Want a drink?"

    She spoke with a whiff of alcohol. Letitia almost passed out as she covered her nose and leaned back, "You stay away from me!"

   Letitia looked like she had seen a ghost: "You're possessed, aren't you? Are you out of your mind? Are you Letitia or not?"

   The people around her said, "Since you haven't seen us in so long, why don't you take yourself a drink as a punishment?"

   Letitia thought about it, but she didn't want to drink the wine, the smell made her sick, so she called the waiter for juice and drank it down.

   "Who's Letitia kidding? Why are you acting like a squirming bride after you've divided it up?’’ Another alpha from the party asked the waiter to serve a bottle of brandy and filled Letitia's glass.

   “Letitia. We must have known each other for at least three years, right?

You disappear for two months at a time, and no one can invite you. Even if you're an omega, there's no need to feel embarrassed. After all, not everyone here is an alpha. I won't make you do anything today because you're not feeling well. You only need to drink one cup. No one will force you to drink it after that." An omega clothed in red stated.

  He had had a bit too much to drink and his speech was not very clear. He was relieving Letitia, who didn't want to drink today, but it would be impossible not to take a sip on this occasion. It was just a glass of wine, so Letitia took the glass and drank it. She used to be a very good drinker, at least better than everyone else here, but now she really had no appetite.

  The spicy wine flowed down her esophagus, the smell of it passed through her nose and Letitia felt like she couldn't do it anymore. Almost ten seconds after the wine had gone down, she covered her mouth and threw up with vomit.

  The dudes were stunned, their cheering hands stopped awkwardly in mid-air, at a loss for words.

  Since when was Letitia such a weak drinker?

  Lurina was quick to call the waiters to clean up the vomit and then helped Letitia to sit at the booth seat. Letitia didn't have time to argue with her friends, her strength was drained and she leaned limply on the booth seat. Her eyes were red from vomiting, like a sick rabbit.

  Seeing this, Lurina hurriedly greeted the people around her and went to the dance floor, leaving Letitia alone to rest.

  Letitia ignored them and fell asleep in a trance as she lounged in the seating area.

  Her brow is furrowed, most likely because she has been alpha-marked. Lately, she has become quite insecure, preferring to curl up into a little ball, which, paired with her petite physique, makes her appear even more miserable.  If she knew what people thought, Letitia would probably be furious again, but right now she couldn't care less. She felt like a monster was living inside her, sucking the energy out of her every day, making her eat and sleep poorly and torturing her to death.

   At some point, a cedar scent enveloped her, Letitia's brow lifted, and her heart relaxed. Her heart began to beat furiously. She had to admit that she instinctively liked the smell.

  With a grunt she leaned uncontrollably towards the cedar scent, seeking more security.

  The cedar let out a laugh, a familiar sound ......

  Who was it?

  It was a sound she had heard for what seemed like years, and the doubt in her mind made her struggle to wake up, and unfortunately, what met her eyes was not some comforting character.

  Same as that very bad morning, she saw a perfect side face and a very smoothly defined jawline.

  Samuel noticed she was awake and laughed some more, seemingly very happy. His broad chest vibrated in response, his clear, mellow voice cutting through the loud music of the bar to Letitia's ears.

  She thought to herself, "I bet that voice sings beautifully."

  The music at the bar suddenly stopped and the man repeated what he had just said.

 "Letitia, let's get married.”