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The Almighty Dominance novel Chapter 373

Summary for Chapter 373: The Almighty Dominance

Chapter Summary: Chapter 373 – The Almighty Dominance by Free Collection

In Chapter 373, a key moment in the billionaire novel The Almighty Dominance, Free Collection delivers powerful storytelling, emotional shifts, and critical plot development. This chapter deepens the reader’s connection to the characters and sets the stage for upcoming revelations.

Their lips met and the world went silent.

It wasn’t just a kiss—it was the kind of kiss that stripped away every defense, every mask.

Soft, deep, and achingly pure… it tasted of something Alex had never felt before.

Sweet like the first rush of young love, dangerous like a fire you couldn’t stop. His breath quickened, his heart hammered so hard it hurt.

And he knew—he knew—Josephine was kissing him back.

For a few intoxicating seconds, the space between them ceased to exist. Until… it stopped.

Her palm came to his cheek, warm and tender, but there was a quiet strength in it as she pushed him back.

“You really are a playboy, Alex,” she said, her voice low, almost teasing—but her flushed cheeks betrayed her. Her eyes, wide and luminous, were so pure it made him ache.

“Josephine…” he whispered, his voice rough with something he couldn’t name.

She pressed a finger to his lips, silencing him.

“What you’re doing is wrong, Alex,” she murmured, her tone almost scolding but laced with concern.

“You should only kiss the woman you love. And you… you already have so many—Jasmine, Sophia, Lyra… who knows how many more.”

Her hand slid through his hair, smoothing it back, lingering just a moment too long.

“You’re dangerously handsome, Alex. And when you kiss a woman like that, she’ll believe you mean it. She’ll believe she’s the only one. And when she’s not… you’ll shatter her.”

The weight of her gaze—so unguarded, so fiercely kind—hit him like a punch to the chest. Without even thinking, he nodded.

“Good.” She gave a faint, almost wistful smile and stepped into his arms, resting her head against his chest.

“I forgive you, Alex… for what you just did. But don’t do it again, okay?”

He wrapped his arms around her, holding her as if letting go would break something fragile.

And in that moment, something shifted. This wasn’t lust. It wasn’t conquest.

It was something rarer—peace, in its purest form. A quiet, unshakable care.

He’d never felt it before. And it scared him.

Minutes passed, slow and heavy, their bodies warm against each other.

Then Josephine’s voice broke the silence. “Alex… I think it’s time to let go.”

He didn’t move.

“Alex?” she said again, tilting her face up.

“Are you… asleep?”

Her eyes widened. The man who had stolen a kiss from her was now sleeping soundly against her, breathing like he’d found his safe place.

“Oh, for heaven’s sake,” she muttered under her breath.

“Now you’re making me do all the work.” Her annoyance was real, but her lips betrayed her with the faintest smile.

Her gaze lingered on his face… then dropped to his lips. Heat rose to her cheeks all over again.

“You’re lucky, Alex,” she whispered. “I’ve been strong enough for heavy lifting since I was a kid. I’ll help you to bed… but you’d better thank me. And maybe give me a raise.”

She hooked her arms under his and half-dragged, half-carried him toward his room.

With a firm kick, she opened the door and dropped him onto the bed—only to find his arms locked around her, pulling her down with him.

“You are impossible,” she sighed, bracing herself to push away—until his hand found hers and held it, tight, almost desperate.

“Jo… please don’t leave me… Jo…” he mumbled in his sleep.

The words froze her. Her eyes fell to his face—still beautiful in rest—and there, just at the corner of his closed eyes, a tear traced its way down.

Something inside her broke.

Slowly, she sank down beside him. “What are you dreaming, handsome… that could hurt you this much?” she whispered.

Her voice trembled as she smiled faintly. This was the closest she’d ever been to a man.

She’d never allowed herself to feel like a woman—always the strong one, the one no one could move.

But lying here beside Alex, she found a softness in herself she didn’t recognize.

Her fingers brushed back his hair. She traced the line of his jaw, memorizing him in the quiet.

And then, without thinking, she began to sing—a low, tender lullaby meant only for him, her voice trembling with something she couldn’t quite name.

Rest now, my sweetest wonder,

Let your world melt into mine,

Lay your head where my heartbeat lives,

And feel our souls align.

You are my moon, my morning sun,

My laughter in the rain,

Each breath I take is wrapped in you,

Through joy, through ache, through pain.

The night will keep your dreams, my love,

The stars will guard your rest,

And I will be the arms you know—

Your safest, softest nest.

So close your eyes, my precious one,

Let every worry go,

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