Lola only found out that Emilia had come to find her after she finished her class.
She threw a whole piece of chocolate into her mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed hard: "Where is she?"
"She went to the back mountain with Instructor Angus."
Lola drank a whole cup of hot cocoa and ate two more pieces of chocolate. She checked her schedule. There were no classes today, she could rest now.
But, by next week, Lola has to leave here to continue her studies as a student.
What an unfortunate event.
Yes, Lola still needs to receive a university education now. She passed the written exam smoothly and is now a student at a certain university in the empire.
However, due to her special status, she doesn't have to live in a dormitory. She only needs to go there when she has classes.
It's a holiday now. After the holiday is over, Lola has to leave here temporarily and focus on studying at school.
Also, she needs to receive he
As Caesar realized that his suppressants had failed him, a faint whiff of Omega pheromones floated nearby, redolent of the first blooming jasmine of the morning, dewdrops cascading down the pristine white petals.The crisp and delicate pheromones permeated the air, pure and tender, so clear that any impure thoughts seemed sacrilegious.However, for Caesar, in his vulnerable state, the scent only served to kindle his desire to ravage.He had toiled for 35 consecutive hours, managing the senile bureaucrats in the Senate and the House of Commons, culminating in a covert Cabinet meeting held in the dead of night at the Prime Minister's residence, when he felt a subtle discomfort in his body.During his susceptible period, he arrived prematurely.For an Alpha, heat sensitized them to the pheromones released by the Omega in their vicinity. They could perceive even the faintest hint of the fragrance.A specific General, who had succumbed to his susceptible period and violated the child of a C
The moment when Lola hugged Caesar, she couldn't imagine the kind of treatment she would receive—her fever period arrived earlier than she expected. As the daughter of a significant criminal, she lived in a small house inside the Prime Minister's residence. She was prohibited from leaving unless there was a need for publicity or the newly appointed Prime Minister wanted to show his kindness, allowing Lola to take some happy photos before being locked back in the yard. Escape was even more impossible as her ankle was forcibly fixed with a positioning chip. Once she went beyond the designated range, the chip would sound an alarm and release an electric current strong enough to make Lola unconscious.Three years ago, Lola learned from her teacher how every Omega should handle their first heat after adulthood - by taking suppressant pills to cover up the scent of their pheromones and staying away from Alphas, especially those in their sensitive period.During her heat period, Lola's phy
It is two o'clock in the afternoon.Caesar has finally regained consciousness, thanks to the suppressants. His physician speculates that his susceptible period early may have been due to food. After all, Caesar has just returned to Florence and needs to adjust his sleep schedule. There are still traces of the Omega woman's blood on his uniform and teeth. He cannot deny that her pheromones were a perfect match for him, an unbelievable sensation.However, her race causes Caesar to frown. Under the rule of the Imperial Federation, all races are treated equally and without discrimination. No matter where they come from or to which country they belong, they will not face unfair treatment as long as they join the Empire.Except for Asti.Since the establishment of the Empire, Asti has been labeled as dangerous, unruly, and terrifying. They are not permitted to attend public schools, reside near other communities, work in government-related jobs, or participate in crucial industries such as
Lola didn't know whether to feel lucky for being an Omega. Since the vigorous equal rights movement decades ago, Omegas were no longer seen as weak. In some cases, they were even given preferential treatment for political correctness.For example, today. Despite being accused of leaking confidential information and facing severe scrutiny, she was not punished like others.But the shackle and chain bound her had become unbearable; its weight oppressed her greatly. Lola couldn't stand up anymore and could only kneel on the cold ground. The chilly water soaked her legs while her white dress barely covered her scraped knees. Due to her position, half of her calf was exposed, with red finger marks visible on its fair skin.The perpetrator stood outside the dark iron railing wearing a black military uniform with his rank on his shoulder badge. His mature body was tightly wrapped by a matching belt adorned with a beautiful yet cold golden buckle.He wasn't wearing any badges today; his purpl
Lola finally quenched her thirst, feeling on the verge of perishing from dehydration. She thought herself to a withered sponge, desperately needing replenishment from a water source. The warden presented her with a water-filled disposable paper cup, crude and hardly clean. But Lola didn't care. Heavy shackles constrained her movements; she couldn't stand to drink. Instead, she half-knelt on the ground, greedily gulping the water. It was ordinary, cool drinking water. Lola's throat was sore and swollen, perhaps a lingering aftereffect of her fever or possibly due to Caesar's brutality the day before. She didn't want to dwell on the cause of her discomfort; she just hungrily drank, her actions frantic. The cold water naturally soothed her throat; some uncontrollably dribbled down from the corners of her mouth. Caesar stood nearby, coldly observing her inelegant drinking manner. Despite accusations of betrayal and being parched to this extent, her lips remained as red as rose petals,
Unable to resist Caesar's invitation, Lola's legs had utterly lost strength following the recent excessive fright. Like cooked noodles, soft and round, her limbs seemed to be inundated with hot water, the ligaments, and bones soaked to tenderness. Temporarily marked, her heat finally found brief respite. Due to her physical constitution, Lola enjoyed a short reprieve after Caesar's transient marking. The pheromone illusion allowed her body to secrete hormones normally. Still, once the pheromones faded and metabolized, her heat would persist—without an Alpha's aid, it would be even more unbearable than before. However, the previous night's events would not recur for at least the next two days. An Omega's heat would typically last seven days, and Laura was still determining if she could endure that long. She hoped she could hold on longer, as Caesar seemed challenging to deal with. Caesar had no intention of treating Laura with such cruelty—she wasn't suited for it. He had interrog
Lola's account of her movements was equally simplistic. After secretly escaping from the solitary confinement cell, she sneaked into the kitchen to steal some bread. After consuming ten plates of bread, she intended to return to the cell but started feeling unwell. This discomfort led Lola to believe she had overeaten and was too full. After careful consideration, she walked in the cedar forest to help digest her meal.Caesar knew the rest of the story. He could not imagine that the girl in front of him, who was absentmindedly plucking rose petals, would mistake her period of fever for being "overstuffed." Her foolishness was beyond his imagination.As she spoke, Lola absentmindedly tore the rose petals into tiny pieces. It was inevitable that people would fidget when they were anxious, and Caesar allowed her this behavior.However, when Lola unconsciously tried to stuff the rose petals into her mouth, Caesar slapped her hand and snapped, "Don't eat that."It was as if Lola had awaken
Lola had not partaken of any sustenance for a considerable time, and her stomach now lay barren, utterly devoid of any contents, persistently throbbing with pain. This suffering could be attributed to Caesar, the sadist who delighted in wielding his whip, a cruel tyrant who relished in administering punishment, and who nearly marred her precious visage. In truth, this was not Lola's first encounter with hunger. Between the ages of three and eighteen, Lola had mainly lived in starvation, particularly during her growth period. Her stature barely reached 160 centimeters, undoubtedly linked to her lack of adequate nourishment during her formative years. In the government residence, meals were strictly regimented, with a precise distribution of daily nutrients. The provisions scarcely provided sufficient sustenance for muscular growth. Even the Alphas, subjected to such dietary restrictions for years, could not attain significant stature or the physical prowess they were capable of. The