The Almighty Dominance novel Chapter 354

After a long, passionate night, Alex held Sophia close, her delicate fragrance intoxicating him.

The warmth of her body nestled perfectly against his chest, stirring something deep within him.

He gently kissed her forehead, and Sophia responded by pressing even closer, her breathing slow and peaceful.

“Alex,” Sophia whispered softly, her voice thick with happiness and exhaustion.

“You’re everything to me. I’ve never loved anyone the way I love you.”

With those words, she drifted off into a tranquil sleep, completely unaware of the turmoil stirring inside him.

Alex stared silently at Sophia’s serene face, his mind racing with thoughts and emotions.

Without noticing, morning quietly crept into the room.

Rising slowly from the bed, Alex stood over Sophia, captivated by her fragile beauty as she slept.

His heart twisted painfully, and a bitter poem slipped softly from his lips.

"Meeting is hard, parting even harder — If we never met, there would be no yearning.

If we never knew each other, there’d be no thoughts.

If we were never together, there’d be no heartbreak."

Alex exhaled softly, his gaze lingering on the woman who had unraveled him.

They had met. They had known each other. They had been together.

And now, nothing could ever be the same.

He thought one final night would bring closure—that he could walk away and leave her behind.

But he was wrong.

The moment he touched her, he was undone again. Every time he saw Sophia, every breath she took near him, he lost himself.

No logic could contain it. No discipline could suppress it.

His desire for her wasn’t something he could tame. It consumed him, wild and absolute.

And he knew now—this wasn’t the end. It was only the beginning of something far more dangerous.

He forced himself to leave the penthouse, his resolve hardening with every step.

Outside, he dialed the Paris branch of Kingswell.

His voice was sharp, dangerous. “Send me every file you have on the Guise family—especially Gilbert and Sophia. I want to know every last secret.”

Never in his life had Alex mixed personal matters with his work, but Sophia changed everything.

Now every detail about her had become vital—urgent.

For Sophia, he was ready to play dirty—dangerously dirty.

***

Sophia awoke, reaching instinctively for Alex, only to find the bed cold and empty.

Panic tightened her chest, leaving her uncertain whether this emptiness was good or bad.

Last night she had poured her entire heart out to Alex, surrendering herself fully.

Now, loneliness crushed her once again, and tears streamed quietly down her cheeks.

“Don’t be greedy, Sophia,” she scolded herself bitterly, choking back a sob.

“You should be grateful you had this one night with the man you love most before you leave this cruel world behind.”

Dragging herself from the bed, she slowly stepped into the shower, letting the hot water mingle with her tears.

“Thank you, Alex,” she whispered, resigned to the fact that she had nothing left in this miserable world.

As she dressed, the sudden sound of the penthouse door opening startled her.

Voices echoed through the apartment, igniting a spark of hope in her chest.

“Alex, is that you?” she called eagerly, hurrying from the bathroom, her heart pounding with desperate joy.

If there was even the smallest chance to stay by Alex’s side a bit longer, she’d seize it without hesitation.

But instead of Alex, Sophia froze as her gaze collided with Gilbert, his face twisted with fury and disgust.

Beside him stood the hotel manager, who sheepishly avoided her eyes—no doubt unable to refuse a request from a powerful governor.

“You filthy little slut!” Gilbert spat venomously, storming toward her.

Before she could react, Gilbert’s hand swung viciously across her face, a brutal slap knocking Sophia violently to the floor.

Her vision blurred as pain exploded in her cheek.

“I kept calling your worthless phone all night! I should’ve guessed you were spreading your legs for Alex, you shameless whore!”

Gilbert roared, raising his foot and driving it mercilessly into her stomach.

Sophia gasped, agony tearing through her body as she collapsed, clutching her ribs.

The pain was blinding, making it nearly impossible to breathe. She was sure something inside her had shattered, the pain slicing like broken glass.

In that horrific moment, Sophia knew the choice she had made—staying with Gilbert—was disastrously wrong.

Everything she had built upon this mistake was doomed, rotten from the beginning.

Gilbert’s rage erupted uncontrollably, his fists pounding her relentlessly.

“You ungrateful piece of trash! Worthless tramp!” Each insult was punctuated by another cruel blow.

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