The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 82

Alex was aboard the helicopter when he spotted Jasmine dangling precariously from the edge of a thirty-story skyscraper.

"Get us there now!" he shouted to the pilot, his voice sharp over the thrum of the rotor blades.

As the helicopter surged toward the building, Alex moved to the open doorway, preparing to reach her.

But then his heart lurched-Jasmine released her grip and leaped into the void.

His eyes widened, but only for a split second.

Instinct took over.

With a powerful push, he launched himself out of the helicopter, diving headfirst through the night sky after her.

The sudden shift rocked the aircraft, causing it to sway as Alex plummeted downward.

The cold wind whipped against his face, stinging his skin as city lights blurred around him.

Jasmine fell through the air, the world a swirl of stars and skyscrapers.

Regret and confusion stormed within her.

Had she made the right choice?

Should she have fought back against Chris?

Let him do his worst and face the consequences

later?

Fear and desperation tangled in her mind, but one thought burned brighter than the rest-she refused to let Chris break her spirit.

Amidst the chaos, she glimpsed Alex diving toward her, cutting through the darkness like a beacon.

Her lips parted in a whisper, disbelief mingling with a glimmer of hope.

"You are my heart, my soul, my today and all of my tomorrows?"

Before she could fully grasp it, Alex reached her, wrapping his arms tightly around her.

His other hand shot out, latching onto a massive advertisement panel affixed to the building's side.

force, sparks flying as cables snapped,

but he held on, the makeshift anchor

shifted Jasmine into a protective hold,

raced for a

toward the ground

a limousine rolled into view

angled his

limo's roof

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into shards that scattered

shuddered violently, screeching to a

heartbeat, silence

clung to Alex, her face buried against him,

Alex's legs, the force of the

held firm,

you," he whispered, his voice calm amid

limousine had been empty; the thought of

their fall weighed heavily

on the rooftop, Chris stood in

had shattered his

at him. Snatching an office backpack, he stuffed everything inside, including

his accounts were

any chance of escape, he'd

banging echoed from the

breaching the entrance, their tools battering against the

against

into the room, he slipped out behind them, moving silently into the

uniform, he navigated the corridors

a group of guards confronted him, one demanded,

jumped from the building!" Chris exclaimed urgently. "I'm heading

glances before rushing toward

away, exiting through a back door. Outside,

stood beside the wrecked vehicle,

my car! My boss is going to kill

metal littered the street, the roof caved in from

vision blurred,

faded