The classes at Central didn't separate the genders, but there wasn't much diversity to begin with anyway.
The small particulars of Central Island wasn't mentioned in the world information. Lizzy had to find out through her own extensive means that even though the academy reigned the island, not all of the inhabitants were students that attended the academy per se. The other inhabitants of the island were like work-study students where most of them were ineligible for taking the classes. They were the other population that those students of Central "governed." Their bosses and higher ups were naturally Central students. Their parents sent them to Central in hopes to connect with the future leaders of the world. They were required to leave once they hit a certain age if they had not been recruited by a graduating student of Central Academy before the student graduated.
How did the ABO structure fit into the society? In the academy, the omegas were groomed to become the best possible mates for the esteemed heirs. They were required to learn the four arts--music, poetry, painting, and dance--and the three obediences from the Book of Etiquette and Ceremonial and the four virtues from the Rites of Zhou. As for who their mates were destined to be, it was up to fate. Central did not allow omegas to inhabit Central if they were not a student unless they were the mate of a current student prior to attending the academy. They had their own block nearby the academy grounds but could not trespass into the academy freely.
Alphas and betas naturally fought on the same plane so only the most competent of the betas could school with the alphas. Their classes ranged from the generals--mathematics, language, history, sciences, and government--to business and management. Extracurricular activities were offered but they must have excelling marks in order to participate.
Central Academy only allowed the most elite of the elite. Omegas had to be of high pedigree. In other words, their omega blood must be the purest so that their chances of birthing alphas would be at the highest of heights and their looks would have to rival those of the gods. Alphas and betas went through a series of examinations, background checks, and had to pay an exponential fee in order to attend. In total, the number of students who graduated each year would rarely number more than 1000.
The graduating alphas and betas could venture out into the rest of the island to invest in their own human resources and offer to recruit them into their companies and families after graduating. As for the omegas, during their three-year stay at the academy they would be able to interact with the alphas in hopes of finding their mate. If they failed to find their mate they would be sent home with their learned experience to search for their mate elsewhere.
Lizzy's class mainly consisted of alphas and only the most successful betas were part of it. There were no omegas. In fact, the number of graduating omegas could be counted with two hands. And by this time they had all already found their "fated" ones.
The prejudice in this world wasn't too prevalent but it definitely existed. That couldn't be helped since even the protagonist of this world was a gold digger and didn't use his own effort to climb to the top. But the omega students in the academy were largely sought after if they were within the top rankings in terms of their performance. Only when their deeds were too outrageous did the student body look down on them for their inferior gender.
Evan was a freshman, but he was a very beautiful omega with unrivaled looks and a soft temperament. His pale white skin that was smooth as milk contrasted with his pitch-black hair and his thin and weak countenance compelled many powerful figures to want to protect and pamper him. He was originally a rising star in the academy until he sparked the re-election and challenged Lizzy's position as the student body president.
Every smart student was aware that Owen was his mate and that Evan wanted to push Owen to the frontlines in order to gain more wealth and fame. They were even more disgruntled by the fact that he even climbed Cain's bed in order to help achieve his goal. His actions were highly frowned upon and Lizzy did not even have to incite her peers for them to openly voice their negativity.
Anyway, as the election campaigning dragged on, Lizzy's efforts to popularize herself with the student body proved much more fruitful than Cain's promotion of Owen. Primarily due to the fact that Owen did not cooperate and always had a menacing aura about him as opposed to what his campaigns suggested.
There would always be exceptions, though. His peerless looks and position as the number one alpha male student in Central brought in most of his votes.
Cain was always in a terrible mood. No, it wasn't because he was losing. It was because ever since Lizzy declared war on him she never visited him in private ever again. In other words, he was pent up.
All of his efforts to drag her to him ended in vain because she would denounce him as cheating in their game.
One day, when she was hanging out with some schoolmates to bring in more votes, he couldn't take it anymore.
On their way to a cafe for a group gathering, Lizzy felt a painful vice grip on her left wrist as she was pulled into a man's sturdy chest.
Noticing that their object of worship had suddenly disappeared from her spot, her schoolmates were confused and turned to find her in the legendary professor's embrace. His hawk-like eyes shed an eerie light at them expressing his dominance and possessiveness over the girl in his arms.
They looked at each other in tacit understanding. Professor Williams was clearly high or something. Lizzy was his opponent in the election ah!
"Uhh... Professor Williams? What are you doing?" Schoolmate A timidly asked, to which Cain's sharp and intimidating gaze flew to him immediately made him shudder and zip his mouth closed and turn around as if he never saw or said anything.
What one cannot see, does not exist.
Everyone chanted that in their heads. Even though they were scared that Lizzy was going to be killed for currently dominating the election, they didn't want to die for witnessing her death!
Yep, even though they noticed that streak of possessiveness in his eyes they didn't associate it with Lizzy at all. Everyone believed it to have been their imagination since the two were clearly enemies.
Of course, those Romeo and Juliet shippers' brains were on fire, but nobody could tell from their pale faces full of fear.
They all silently lit candles for Lizzy and stood silently with their eyes tightly closed.
If Lizzy could hear their thoughts, she would spit blood. They always claimed that they worshipped her as their goddess but here they were, willing to turn their backs on her with their tails between their legs the moment things got just a little bit out of control.
Cain caressed Lizzy's nape as he lowered his head to warn her, "You're mine."
Seeing that she couldn't free herself from his clutches and he clearly wasn't going to let her go, she could only turn to her peers, "I'll meet you guys later."
"She won't be coming back."
And Lizzy was pulled away to his luxury car.
"You said it would be a fair competition," Lizzy looked up at her captive sternly as they stood outside the car. Cain's hand was still firmly holding onto her thin wrist.
"Baby, I said fair competition and it's not a fair competition if I'm not in my best condition," Cain retorted in all seriousness.
"What does it matter to me whether you are well or not? You clearly want to compromise my own condition."
He suddenly pushed her against the car and rubbed his hardened length against her body as his eyes darkened, "Don't you need me too? To be in your best condition."
Lizzy, "I'm perfectly fine."
Cain, "But you're my mate. You can only be satisfied by me."
They were in their ambiguous position for too long, so Lizzy tried to pry herself out from under him, "I don't need to be satisfied."
"But I do."
Cain brought his lips down to hers and kissed her tenderly to put her in the mood. His tongue softly brushed against her lips and teeth, coaxing her into opening her mouth to allow him entry. His breathing gradually harshened as he started rubbing himself against her more frantically.
"Help me, baby..." He begged her hoarsely.
He was way too cute when he begged her, so Lizzy finally caved in as she had the sudden urge to just eat him up! Slick as slime, she opened the door behind her and pulled him along with her. Flipping their bodies over so that she was riding him, she tore off his shirt and eyed him like a predator.
Cain flashed her his staple evil grin because of his success in wooing her.
Comments (0)
See all