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.

as cables

on,

hold,

raced

were still hurtling toward

a limousine rolled into

moment, Alex angled his

the limo's roof with a deafening

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crumpled beneath them, windows exploded into shards

violently, screeching to a

a heartbeat,

to Alex, her face buried against

through Alex's legs, the force of the landing reverberating up his

held firm, arms steady around

he whispered, his voice calm amid

the limousine had been empty; the thought of

injured because of their fall weighed heavily on

above, on the rooftop,

shattered his plans,

swept over her scattered belongings-laptop, phone, wallet, handbag. Desperation clawed at him. Snatching an office backpack, he stuffed everything inside, including a Kingston data drive, and slung it over his

his accounts were

he wanted any chance of escape, he'd

echoed from the

was breaching the entrance, their

against the

guards surged into the room, he slipped out behind them, moving

uniform, he navigated the corridors with feigned purpose, his

guards confronted him, one demanded,

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

glances

exiting through a back door. Outside, a scene was

limousine driver stood beside the wrecked vehicle,

my car! My boss is

glass and twisted metal littered the street,

vision blurred,

of the crowd, the flash of cameras-all faded into the background. In that moment, only