As a female Alpha, Doris had been educated to protect Omegas ever since her parents were still alive."The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility." This had become Doris's motto, which she kept in her heart.In fact, not just Omegas, but all those who were pitiful and bullied fell within Doris's scope of protection.Her father had passed away early, and Doris, who had dropped out of school early, had learned to fish from an early age, managing to scrounge up some seafood products when fishing boats arrived.But picking up an Omega like this was a first for her.The Omega she found was a little idiot who couldn't say anything but the two words "Caesar". But she wasn't entirely idiotic, at least she knew how to eat and go to the bathroom when needed, and she didn't let people touch her when changing clothes.She was also highly vigilant. When a person with ill intentions tried to touch her, this one called "Nightingale" broke the person's arm.Doris's home was in an old res
What is the feeling of getting back what has been lost?Caesar had never experienced it. Duke Salleri was very strict in educating his two children, but he also provided material satisfaction.In Caesar's childhood, he had only tasted loss, such as the rabbit that never woke up after falling asleep.But now, Lola, who still smelled of grilled fish, milk, and firewood, jumped into his arms. Her cheeks were cool, and there was a faint smell of soap on her skin. Caesar stood still, listening to her saying affectionately: "Daddy, Caesar Daddy."Caesar: "..."He didn't know how to respond.Lola took the initiative to come closer, rubbing her cool, soap-scented lips against Caesar's chin. Because she touched two stubbles, she frowned, but she endured the pain and continued to kiss his cheek.Doris was caught by the arm. She was struggling hard at first but stopped after hearing Lola's words.She turned around in confusion, and the police friend behind her quickly explained everything to her
Caesar took a deep breath and another.He asked, "Anything else?"Lola didn't speak, her face scrunched up in distress as if she didn't understand his words."Call me Caesar," Caesar corrected her helplessly, "Understand? Call me by name, don't use other strange terms."Caesar couldn't afford the cost of ohno-second. He couldn't imagine the scene where Lola called him by those strange terms under the public eye.Dad, teacher, brother, brother-in-law, uncle, uncle...He wasn't sure if Lola could understand. She seemed unwilling to communicate with him, turned her body around, backed Caesar, and dived into the quilt, suddenly saying, "Eugenie, I'm hungry."Something seemed to block Caesar's throat.Lola hugged her pillow as if she didn't hear the outside world, murmuring softly, "Eugenie, let's go out and play."Her memory was gradually awakening. Caesar was not sure what Lola was thinking now. He only knew that Eugenie would no longer play with Lola.It took Caesar ten minutes to unrav
The golden hue of the sun scattered evenly and softly throughout the room.Caesar sat in front of his laptop, cradling Lola in his arms, opening the files sent by Herman.Lola was seated on his lap, yawning impatiently. She was extremely sleepy. She reached out to touch, but unfortunately, she didn't touch anything. An Alpha's chest didn't provide her with the satisfying feel she wanted.Human memory is limited, like a warehouse. People selectively remember useful, memorable things. Those irrelevant ones are gradually discarded as age progresses.Only those with hyperthymesia would remember everything daily in meticulous detail.Lola did not have hyperthymesia. Her memory was stronger than that of ordinary people, but some minor details would also be forgotten, such as those men she only met a few times.Caesar patiently clicked open all the photos Herman had sent, one by one, asking Lola about them. At first, she responded well, full of ent
Caesar took the gleaming dinner knife from Lola's hand as quickly as he could.He turned on the light and called his personal chef, asking them to bring dinner as soon as possible.Caesar could not guarantee that if they were late, this desperate "hungry" fool would not consider eating other terrifying things.While Caesar was worried, Lola sat obediently on the bed, her round eyes following Caesar's movements, always tracking his actions."Caesar," Lola didn't understand, "you used to stuff it into my mouth before, why aren't you feeding me now?"She gestured in the air, a large chunk, and didn't understand, "Why aren't you feeding me? I can't bite, can't I eat it cut open?"Caesar said, "Wait until your body is better."Lola didn't understand. She could only watch as Caesar confiscated the dinner knife she had hidden. Not only that, but Caesar also discovered Lola's secret base hidden under her pillow - a split, flattened loaf of br
Caesar sealed the little red flower full of love and poison in a vacuum glass box and washed his hands ten times.Unaware of this, Lola sat on the bed, holding Caesar's plush bear in her arms, her eyes following Caesar's movements.She didn't understand why Caesar was looking at her with such a strange gaze, as if he was going to pick her up and spank her, and also as if he was too reluctant to let go.Poor thing.Under Lola's gaze, Caesar finally came over.Lola opened her hands, "Hug~"She looked at Caesar hopefully, accurately judging from his reaction, good, no need to be spanked.Lola's memory was very blurry, like a video software suddenly loading a large file, the overloaded CPU couldn't bear too heavy things, and too many memories pouring in made her feel pain.Just like a game where outfits often clip through each other, memories of inappropriate ages also quietly invaded the brain.For example, Lola clearly rem
Caesar wanted to repent for his previous thoughts. Compared with Lola who was listening to heavy metal rock and wanting to play the drums, he missed the silly Lola from yesterday who had fed him mud cakes even more.What has passed is past.Rolling up his sleeves, Caesar spent half an hour to finally wash Lola's golden curls that were covered in spray and hair gel clean, with much effort squeezing out essential oil, heating it up, using a steam hair mask, hair oil...Finally, he made Lola sit down and used a hair dryer to blow her hair into fluffy, fragrant curls again.Looking at herself in the mirror from left to right, Lola said to Caesar loudly, "Old man, your aesthetic is really ordinary, not unique at all!"Caesar suppressed his urge to pick up Lola and give her a beating, trying to communicate with her calmly, "Do you want to learn the drums now? Or electric guitar?"The rebellious and heated Lola said, "I don't want to learn, nobody
Caesar had no experience dealing with rebellious teenagers.Children in the Salleri family had always been few, and the family's educational traditions were strict. Children who grew up in such a family background would not have a rebellious phase or adolescence.Among all the criminals he interrogated, there were none as young as her.Lola's hand rested on Caesar's shoulder, her memory was fuzzy, and what existed now was more of a subconscious physical reaction. She leaned over to kiss Caesar's lips and cheeks, greedily inhaling the strong pheromone scent from him, like a traveler who had been thirsty for a long time, lying at the only oasis in the desert, drinking large gulps of spring water.Like a clingy kitten rubbing against people with its forehead and body, Lola's breath was like a kitten's soft fur, rubbing against him finely and tenderly, showing great dependence.Accustomed to her foolishness and rebellion, the tenderness at this moment made Caesar's heart tremble slightly.