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.

shattered under the force, sparks flying as cables snapped, sending

he held on, the makeshift anchor slowing

hold, cradling her against his

mind raced for

were still hurtling toward the ground too

then, a limousine rolled

angled

the limo's roof with a

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them, windows exploded into shards

shuddered violently, screeching

heartbeat, silence enveloped

face buried against him, her breath coming in ragged

radiated through Alex's legs, the force

firm,

he whispered, his voice calm

hope the limousine had

because of their fall weighed

on the rooftop, Chris

had shattered his plans,

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

were frozen, his resources

escape,

banging echoed from the

the entrance, their tools battering against

against

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

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

him, one demanded, "Where are you

jumped from the building!" Chris exclaimed

alarmed glances before

Chris slipped away, exiting through a back door. Outside, a scene

limousine driver stood beside

boss is going

metal littered the street,

blurred, her senses

clamor of the crowd, the flash of cameras-all faded into the background. In