The Almighty Dominance (by Sunshine) novel Chapter 371

Sophia aimed her gun squarely at Henny, her voice trembling but firm.

"I did everything you asked. I killed Alex. Now let my mother and brother go."

Henny clapped mockingly, a twisted smile spreading across her face.

"I like your spirit, girl! A real woman has to be cunning and ruthless. You know, I killed my own husband because he stood in my way."

Her eyes narrowed with cruel amusement.

"If only you weren't Betty’s granddaughter, if only we weren't enemies, I might've actually liked you. But sadly, we are on opposite sides."

Without warning, Henny turned and struck Florence hard across the face.

"Stop it!" Sophia screamed, desperation cracking her voice. "You promised me!"

"Promises!" Henny laughed bitterly. "You're still just a cub, aren't you? Hasn't your idiot grandmother taught you never to trust your enemy!"

Sophia’s face drained of all color, realization crashing down on her.

She'd been naive—painfully, dangerously naive.

Henny’s voice turned smooth, almost tender.

“Alright then. This time, I’ll give you a real promise… from one Montclair to another. I’ll even think of you as family.”

She leaned in, her words like poison wrapped in silk.

“Put that gun to your head and pull the trigger. Do that—and I swear, your mother and Jack walk out alive.”

Silence choked the room, heavy as a tomb. Sophia stared in disbelief, her heart thundering in her chest.

Across the room, Clarissa lounged on a velvet sofa, casually sipping from Florence’s prized bottle of vintage wine—decades old, saved for some special day that would never come.

Now it was just another trinket spoiled by cruelty.

"Kill yourself!" Henny shouted viciously, grabbing Florence’s chin and jerking her head roughly.

"Don’t you love your mother? Didn’t you kill your worthless ex-husband for her already? Why stop now? Pull the trigger, and I'll spare them both. This time, you have my word."

The world tilted violently around Sophia.

Nausea surged through her, and suddenly she dropped to her knees, retching violently onto the floor.

All her innocence, all her illusions spilled out with it.

Once, she'd been sheltered, never knowing pain. But each day in this hellish life taught her the same brutal lesson: the world was cruel, and mercy was just another weakness.

She'd thought Guise was the cruelest creature alive, believed she needed to become hard like him to survive.

Yet here she was, guilt tearing her apart for wounding Henny earlier—a guilt worthless to monsters like them.

She'd been raised believing people were kind, good-hearted by nature. She never imagined the world was so filled with darkness.

Sophia’s trembling hand brought the gun slowly to her temple, tears streaming unchecked down her cheeks.

"I’ll do it," she whispered hoarsely. "But remember your promise—let my family go."

"Oh, of course," Henny sneered, eyes glittering cruelly. "God, you're pathetic. I never met anyone as stupid as you."

Sophia closed her eyes, her finger tightening on the trigger.

Just as she was about to pull it, a strong hand snatched the gun away from her.

One of the guards behind Sophia looked sharply at Henny. "You promised us too, boss. If she’s dead, you can’t fulfill your word."

Henny sighed dramatically, rolling her eyes.

"Relax. You’ll get your prize. I let her think she could shoot herself because it amused me. Honestly, did anyone really believe I'd spare her family after she killed herself?”

“We’re here to wipe them all out! Her stupidity is infuriating."

Her voice rose sharply, turning venomous. "All of you guards—I promised you'd get to have fun with Vancouver’s beloved model, Sophia.”

“She’s all yours. Take her. Do whatever you want for the next 24 hours… then end her. Find your own room and make it count.”

Sophia’s vision blurred with rage, her heart hammering painfully.

Everything Alex had ever warned her about crashed down, painfully true. She stared at Henny, her voice ice-cold and broken.

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