All Chapters of The foremost Alpha‘s bride : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The room was silent, with the tranquility that hadn't been experienced since the prison was built and put to use. Caesar stood still, composed like a statue made of jade. Francis' cane clattered to the floor. Eugenie's grip on Lola's hand loosened. Under the influence of the drug, Lola's brain was severely numbed, leaving her expression blank. Her blinking slowed, her lips relaxed, and her breathing became steady like a delicate doll's. But the words that came from her mouth were far from delicate: "...General Caesar also wants me to kiss him, but a simple kiss won't do. He wants me to do it like I'm eating a roast piglet, and he even wants me to lift my skirt—" Before she could say any more, Caesar strode over, his face grave, and forcefully covered Lola's mouth. "Shut up." Francis seemed intrigued. "General Caesar, this seems to be the most important part." Eugenie subconsciously rebutted, "...This is false." Caesar's face was expressionless as he looked down at Lola, her mout

At long last, Lola savored the much-anticipated roast suckling pig; however, to her chagrin, she could not indulge in an entire one. Presently, six individuals of the Asti clan remained under "house arrest" within the official residence, the youngest being three years younger than Lola named Ollie. As a child, a fever had left Ollie's mind somewhat addled, giving her an air of befuddlement. Lola took an entire roast suckling pig leg and a portion of carved meat, accompanied by lettuce cups, which she generously shared with Ollie. Oblivious, Ollie inquired, "Where is Miss Angela?" Perhaps influenced by the rumors, the dining hall's restrictions were less stringent that day, and the murmurs were louder. With one hand cradling a plate piled high with food and the other protecting Ollie, Lola ensured the crowd did not jostle her. The two of them were recognized as a pair with intellectual impairments after testing and observation, and as such, no one typically sought to trouble them. A

Lola didn't really consider her life to be free now. Although she had left the government residence, her life in the Bush household had not improved. It had become even more strict.Due to the Bush family's hereditary bad smell, the family's offspring were scarce. The current heir, Bush, was a spoiled and arrogant young man. Even after being slapped by Caesar and warned, he had not changed his ways and continued to torment Lola sadistically.The wooden room Lola was assigned to in the Bush residence was located in the basement, along with other Asti people working for the family. Among the nobles, the working conditions for the Asti people remained poor. They mostly worked in planting, sewage cleaning, and garbage collection. Their daily lives did not intersect with those of the arrogant nobles, who enjoyed the Asti people's care but thought they would dirty their view.On her first day at the residence, the other Asti people in the basement helped her settle in and make room for her

Caesar couldn't believe the situation he was in. It wasn't the first time he had encountered something like this but never had anyone been as bold and direct as Lola, brazenly occupying his bed like a little piglet.Looking at her face, he had other concerns besides Lola's audacity. "How did you get in here?" he asked.Lola pulled the blanket down, wrapping herself tightly against the cold, only revealing her head. Her hair was fluffy and clean, obviously freshly washed, and the wounds on her cheeks had been treated with ointment. She stared at Caesar with wide, innocent eyes. "Arthur, let me in," she said.Caesar pressed, "What did you say to him?"Lola's expression remained innocent. "I didn't say anything. Arthur just looked at me, said he understood, and then let me in. Um... he also asked if I needed any protective measures. What does that mean?"Caesar sighed, sitting on the edge of the bed and looking down at Lola. "Do you know what I could do to you in bed?"Lola hesitated, "U

Caesar attended an aristocratic school solely before reaching adulthood; even as an imperial citizen, the purported universal equality remained elusive. The empire ultimately coalesced into its current federated form a century ago through myriad wars and divisions. Despite the immense economic and technological advancements, society remains stratified by wealth beyond the original royal and noble classes. In principle, all are considered equal and accessible; however, this notion rings hollow... Capitalists have ruthlessly amassed fortunes during wartime and through rapid technological innovation, perpetually consolidating wealth and influence within a select few. From education to employment, they scarcely interact with commoners. The majority, oblivious to the privileged class's opulent existence, erroneously assume their circumstances represent the norm, believing they live in the freedom the empire purports. Simultaneously, they disdainfully avert their noses from the squalor of