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.

under the force, sparks flying as cables snapped, sending

on, the makeshift anchor

hold, cradling her against his chest as

mind raced for a

were still hurtling toward the ground

rolled into view beneath

Alex angled his body and

the limo's

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exploded into shards that scattered across

violently,

heartbeat,

clung to Alex, her face buried against him, her breath

force of the landing reverberating

firm, arms steady

whispered, his voice calm

only hope the limousine had been

their fall weighed

above, on the rooftop, Chris stood in stunned

shattered his plans,

gaze 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

accounts were frozen,

of escape, he'd need leverage-something to

echoed from the

the entrance, their tools battering against

Chris pressed himself against the wall

into the room, he slipped

in a security uniform, he navigated the corridors with feigned purpose, his pulse

a group of guards confronted him, one demanded,

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

guards exchanged alarmed glances before rushing toward the

Chris slipped away, exiting through a

stood beside the wrecked

my car! My boss is going

the street, the roof caved in from

vision blurred,

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