The Almighty Dominance novel Chapter 450

At the top of the Eden Building, the penthouse office gleamed like a glass crown over the city.

When Alex stepped into the elevator and swiped his black access card, a soft chime echoed.

Moments later, every staff member in the penthouse office received an alert:

“The Founder is on his way to the office.”

In an instant, tension filled the air.

Secretaries straightened their desks, executives rushed to the elevator doors, and assistants smoothed their clothes like soldiers before inspection.

When the elevator opened, Alex stepped out. The entire staff bowed.

“Welcome, Young Master.”

Alex shook his head. “Next time, disable the announcement system. I don’t need the whole floor knowing where I’m going.”

“Yes, sir,” they replied in unison, scattering back to their posts.

Then she appeared.

Countess Marlena von Adler—elegant, confident, eyes glittering like a challenge.

“Founder, you’re finally here,” she said with a warm smile. “I’ve missed you.”

Marlena had the bearing of nobility, but not the fortune.

Her title came from a line of ruined aristocrats. Her father had gambled away their wealth in smoke-filled dens until the family was left with nothing but their name.

She grew up among gangsters and street hustlers, learning to survive by wit alone.

Years later, when Alex took control of the underground nightclubs, he found her.

She was the quiet mind behind one of the city’s most profitable bars—smart, calculating, ruthless when needed. She had a gift for smelling money, and everyone knew it.

Alex saw potential where others saw trouble. He pulled her out of the slums and made her the public face of his empire.

Only a noble could legally register a company of Eden’s magnitude, so on paper, Marlena von Adler became the official Chairwoman.

In truth, Alex was the real owner, the power behind the throne.

Still, Marlena had earned her place. Her cunning and composure helped turn Eden Group into a corporate fortress. But there was one flaw in her—her obsession with Alex.

She stepped closer now, her perfume rich with desperation.

“Founder,” she said softly, “how could you divorce Katarina and marry Sofina at the same time? Why not me? I’ve been waiting for you for three years.”

Her voice trembled, caught between pride and longing. “Look at me. I’m a Countess—young, beautiful, noble. And you’re powerful, wealthy, untouchable. Together we’d be perfect.”

“A union of nobility and wealth,” Marlena purred. “Why can’t you see we’d be perfect together?”

Alex’s lips twisted into a sneer. “Perfect? You tried to poison me with aprodiach—twice.”

Marlena’s smile turned sly, seductive. “That’s not poison, Alex. That’s passion. Can’t you see? I’d merge my soul with yours.”

He let out a dry laugh. “You mean like a corporate merger?”

She winked. “Exactly. Equal partners.”

Alex shook his head, amused and tired all at once. “Funny. Every time you say that, the paperwork somehow ends up with you owning everything.”

“Oh, come on, Alex,” she teased, her tone dripping with honey. “I’m just trying my luck. Why not agree with me—just this once?”

He sighed, voice low and heavy. “Tell me something, Marlena… do you even know what love is?”

Marlena laughed, sharp and cynical. “Love? Don’t start with that nonsense. Emotions are unstable. They shift with moods. Contracts are better—clean, binding, predictable.”

“You treat love like a business deal,” Alex said quietly.

“Of course,” she replied, eyes gleaming. “Fewer disappointments.”

He leaned closer, studying her face. “And what’s the penalty for breach of contract?”

She smirked. “Emotional bankruptcy. Or a bullet—depends on who defaults first.”

Alex sighed. “What about sex?”

She blinked, puzzled for a moment, then smirked. “Sex? It’s just a sport, right? Like a game people play when they’re in the mood to have fun with each other.”

Alex’s tone turned colder. “And how many men have you… played this game with?”

She tilted her head proudly. “About a hundred and fifty-six, give or take. Don’t worry, I’m a professional. Plenty of experience.”

Alex exhaled slowly, “And that,” he said quietly, “is exactly why we were never meant to be together.”

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