The Almighty Dominance (by Sunshine) novel Chapter 346

That would only happen if Sophia chose the light over the darkness.

But doubt haunted Sophia's every thought whenever she watched Alex.

No matter how desperately she wanted to run into his arms, to escape into the promise of a new life—fear held her.

What if Gilbert killed her brother?

What if her mother died by Gilbert’s ruthless hand?

What if Gilbert sent his men to hunt Alex down?

Every nightmare clawed at her mind, keeping her chained in place.

Sophia's feet felt glued to the floor as Alex turned toward the door.

Her heart screamed for her to move, to shout, to do something. She was going to lose Alex forever—but fear gripped her harder, dragging her down like an anchor.

Sophia raised a trembling hand, desperate to reach out, but her fear tightened its grip, heavier and more suffocating than ever.

All she could do was stand frozen, watching helplessly as Alex walked away.

She knew this was the end, but it felt like a painful mercy.

Her brother would be safe, her mother would survive, and Alex could live without harm.

Yet, if everything was supposed to be fine, why was her heart breaking so violently?

Yes, they were safe—but who would save her?

Her chest tightened until she could barely breathe. Agony crushed her like a vice.

The panicked hotel staff suddenly rushed in through the shattered door.

The manager called for an ambulance for Gilbert, chaos erupting around her — but Sophia simply collapsed in the corner, burying her face in silent tears.

She was never a fighter.

Crying alone had always been her comfort.

As sorrow overwhelmed her, darkness flooded her vision, pulling her into unconsciousness.

The hotel staff found her limp on the floor and frantically called for help.

Meanwhile, even after returning to the clinic, Alex couldn't shake the ache Sophia had left behind.

Her rejection had been a devastating blow.

He'd never imagined she would treat his feelings like a toy.

They could have parted peacefully, but she’d chosen to create bitterness instead.

He couldn’t understand what he'd done to deserve it, replaying every moment they'd shared.

Nothing made sense.

Perhaps it really was time to let go—once and for all.

The next morning, as Alex opened the clinic doors, a sleek black car skidded to a stop outside.

A man in a dark suit stormed in, his eyes scanning the room with arrogant disdain.

“Who's Alex Leonhart?” he demanded loudly.

Alex calmly set down his coffee. "That's me. Mind telling me what this is about?"

"I'm here on behalf of Mr. Gilbert Guise," the man sneered, emphasizing the name as if it were sacred.

"You attacked Mr. Guise last night, and according to Parisian law, you now have two choices: fight to prove your innocence in the arena, or let the police drag you away and have a judge decide your fate."

Alex understood immediately.

Paris was infamous for its brutal dueling culture—justice often decided through strength and spectacle rather than true fairness.

Gilbert clearly intended to humiliate him publicly, demonstrating his dominance in front of Sophia.

Alex met the man's gaze with steely defiance.

He was done with Sophia, done with the tangled mess she'd made of his life.

"I refuse," he replied coldly. "Frankly, I’ve lost interest in anything connected to Gilbert."

“Arrogant little fool!” the man sneered viciously.

“No one has ever dared to refuse a challenge from the Guise family. Listen carefully, brat: refuse this duel, and we won’t bother calling the cops.”

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