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In a luxurious mansion in the interstellar city, Caesar, the powerful Alpha businessman, sat behind his spacious office desk. His appearance was exquisite, with cold, sharp gray eyes and meticulously groomed black hair. His office was lavishly decorated, with every piece of furniture and artwork exuding luxury and taste. However, at this moment, his eyes were filled with suspicion and dissatisfaction.
"Report, the movements of Duke of Charlotte are becoming increasingly elusive," a formally dressed assistant stood in front of his desk, speaking in a low voice.
Caesar's brow furrowed, his voice carrying a hint of coldness. "Charlotte? The Duke of the Interstellar Empire?" His fingers tapped lightly on the table, his gaze sharp.
"Yes, Caesar. It seems he has a particular interest in Miss Rosa," the assistant said cautiously, avoiding direct eye contact with Caesar.
Caesar's eyes burned with anger, furious that his own plaything was being coveted. " Rose?" His voice was cold and hard. "That beautiful, alluring Omega? How dare she betray me?"
He stood up and walked to the window, gazing at the starry night sky outside. His thoughts were deep and complex, planning how to strengthen his control over Rose while also being cautious of Charlotte's every move.
"Step up surveillance on Rose and report any abnormalities to me immediately," commanded Caesar with an unquestionable authority in his voice.
The assistant nodded and quickly left the office. Caesar gazed at the night sky, his eyes revealing schemes and calculations.
At the same time, in Charlotte's private residence, he was discussing the next plan with Darren. His residence was decorated in a simple yet tasteful manner, with every piece of furniture revealing his identity as the prince.
"Your Highness, we must be more careful. Caesar is starting to suspect," Darren said in a low voice, with a worried look in his eyes.
Charlotte stood in front of the French window, gazing at the starry sky outside with a determined look in her eyes. "I know, Darren. But we can't give up now. Rose's safety is the most important."
Darren nodded, his expression serious. "I understand, Your Highness. I will ensure the safety of all operations."
Charlotte turned around, determination in her eyes. "We must find a way to protect Rose without arousing Caesar's suspicion. The speed of gathering evidence against Caesar needs to be increased."
A few days later, in a secluded location, Charlotte and Rose met in secret once again. This time, the meeting place was an underground basement of an old warehouse, carefully renovated to be both hidden and secure. The walls were rough concrete, with only a few dim light bulbs providing necessary illumination. There was no luxury decor, only simple furniture, but for Charlotte and Rose, it was exactly the secrecy and safety they needed.
Rose showed a hint of nervousness in her expression, her beautiful blue eyes shimmering with unease in the dim light. "Charlotte, are we really safe? Caesar...," her voice trembled slightly, revealing her inner anxiety.
Charlotte gently held her hand, firm and warm. His eyes conveyed determination and a protective intent, showing no sign of panic or hesitation in his expression. "Rose, I promise you are safe here. I will do everything to protect you," his voice was deep and resolute.
Subsequently, Charlotte explained his plan in detail, speaking with a serious and earnest tone. He described how to handle Caesar's threat and gather enough evidence to arrest him. His eyes were focused, his gestures precise, showing his attention to detail. As Rose listened, trust and gratitude gradually appeared in her eyes, and a sincere admiration showed on her face.
"Charlotte, I... I really appreciate you," Rose said softly, her eyes shimmering with emotional tears. Her emotions revealed her trust and reliance on Charlotte.
Charlotte gently wiped away her tears, his actions gentle and cautious, his careful care and deep concern for Rose naturally revealed. "Rose, you don't need to thank me. This is what I should do. I will protect you until we can change this world," he promised. This was not only his assurance to Rose, but also a reaffirmation of his own beliefs.
Inside Caesar's mansion, his suspicions grew heavier. He ordered his men to intensify their surveillance of Rose and closely monitor every move of Charlotte.
Rose began to feel the increasing pressure around her, with every move she made being closely monitored. This made her feel suffocated, but she held onto hope and was determined not to give up.
In a secluded room within the mansion, Rose sat alone by the window, her face reflecting the pale moonlight. Her beauty appeared particularly melancholic in the night, and her blue eyes were filled with worry and helplessness. She wore a light blue chiffon dress, showcasing her elegance and restraint, yet her expression revealed inner turmoil.
Suddenly, the door was rudely pushed open and Caesar walked in. There was a kind of crazy possession in his eyes, and his Message element was dominant and overbearing, filling the entire room, making Rose feel an invisible oppression.
"Rose, you seem to have been distant from me lately," Caesar said threateningly, approaching Rose with a look of desire for possession and control in his eyes.
Rose lifted her head, trying hard to maintain her composure, but her eyes betrayed her, revealing fear. "Master, I don't understand what you mean."
Caesar sat beside her, roughly grabbing her chin, forcing her to look at him. "Don't play dumb, Rose. I know that Charlotte is interested in you. But you have to remember, you are mine." His voice was low and possessive, his eyes filled with madness.
Rose's face was filled with pain as she struggled, but under Caesar's powerful AlphaMessage element, she could hardly resist. Overflowing with humiliation and helplessness, she knew that any resistance would be futile.
Caesar's hands began to roam over her body, caressing it lightly. He seemed almost entranced as he lingered over her delicate, fair skin, and savored the pheromones of jasmine that emanated from her, as if appraising a precious work of art. Rose closed her eyes, tears silently streaming down her face. She felt her dignity and freedom being ruthlessly stripped away, but she was powerless to resist.
Caesar suddenly leaned in close to Rose, his lips forcefully pressing against hers, rough and intense. His lips clung tightly to her crimson ones, as if trying to steal every breath from her. Rose's cheek stung from his rough stubble, and her lips gradually became swollen.
His slick tongue forcefully invaded Rose's mouth, entwining with hers. Their lips and teeth mixed with each other's saliva, the whole thing both offensive and wild.
In this intense and crazy kiss, Rose's heart is ruthlessly trampled, all her beauty appears powerless in the face of Caesar's outrage, tears fall like pearls, becoming her silent protest and helpless proof.
Caesar's Message element is strong and domineering, filling the entire room. For Rose, this is not just a physical violation, but also a spiritual devastation. His possession and control over her make her feel suffocated.
"Remember, Rose, you are mine. Anyone who wants to get close to you will have to pay the price," Caesar said, his voice full of threat and his eyes wild.
Rose took a deep breath, trying to calm her emotions, but despair filled her heart. Under Caesar's control, every breath she took was painful.
Charlotte and Darren are discussing how to deal with Caesar and protect Rose at his residence. He looks worried and feels the urgency of the situation.
"We must act quickly, Caesar's actions will only become more dangerous," Charlotte said seriously. He tightly holds a document containing evidence of Caesar's illegal activities.
Darren nodded, his gaze determined. "We are close to gathering enough evidence. Once the operation begins, we must ensure Rose's safety."
Charlotte stood up, walked to the window, and gazed at the twinkling stars outside. "Protecting Rose is our top priority. I won't let Caesar harm her."
In the mansion, Rose is disheveled, alone in her room, with a sad expression on her face and red marks on her delicate body. She sits on the edge of the bed, tightly holding a small ornament given to her by Charlotte, symbolizing hope and support. Whenever she feels despair, she takes out this small ornament to remind herself not to give up.
Suddenly, her communicator rings, it's a coded message from Charlotte. Rose quickly checks it, and Charlotte tells her that everything is ready, and action will happen soon, so she should be prepared.
Rose took a deep breath, determination flashing in her eyes. "I'm ready, Charlotte," she said softly, feeling an infinite courage rising within her heart.
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