Chapter 89

"Who the hell are you?" Charles snarled, voice cracking into a shrill pitch.

"If my wife says she's going to die, then she's going to diel

Alex stepped into the office, calm and deliberate.

His eyes swept over the scene before settling on Sophia.

Even from across the room, he could see her condition was anything but normal.

She looked drugged, unsteady, and vulnerable.

"Get your filthy hands off my wife," Alex said quietly.

His voice was steady and low, yet it carried a firm authority that made everyone pause.

Cathy almost laughed out loud, disbelief flickering in her eyes.

She prided herself on never feeling fear, but when she met Alex's gaze, a strange chill gripped her.

For the first time in years, her knees weakened, and her hands trembled.

She released Sophia's hair, letting the young woman slump back onto the sofa. "Good," Àlex murmured, moving closer to Sophia.

Cathy studied him, unsettled.

He seemed like any fit young man-handsome, maybe-but nothing special.

Still, something about him set her nerves on edge.

Determined to restore her dominance, she called out, "Bernard, capture that man!"

Bernard sighed, rolling his eyes.

Cathy had a habit of collecting "playthings" in her secret basement, and Bernard knew the drill all too well.

He didn't relish this task, but orders were orders.

Cathy flashed a saccharine smile at Alex.

"Come quietly, young man. If you behave, Bernard might not break too many bones," she purred, disappointment lurking behind her eyes.

She hated damaging her new toys.

Alex's lips curved into a faint smirk. "I'd be more concerned about him breaking his own bones."

back her head and laughed, her plump

ex-heavyweight boxing champion, darling.

days. Bernard

boxer's stance, confidence

jab is all I'll need," he

forward, fist flying

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Bernard's punch in midair, fingers closing around the man's knuckles like

contorted in agony as Alex's

from Bernard's

warned you," Alex said evenly, "your bones

remaining two bodyguards leapt

him, blades slicing

move

their strikes effortlessly and delivered a swift, open-handed slap to each man's

before they even realized what

Charles fumbled desperately behind his

he retrieved a pistol and

triumphant grin. “Think your fancy

see you dodge a

replied quietly,

the trigger twice. The shots rang out, echoing in

Charles's horror, Bernard's body

big man upright

tore into Bernard's flesh, his

a strangled whisper:

who killed you," Alex said calmly, nodding

last breath

Bernard's dying body straight into Charles, knocking him backward

skittered

you going to do?" Cathy's voice

is Bruno Black. He'll kill

spare her a glance. He stepped past her, his focus

disoriented state made

raising her arms to protect herself,

face softened, his tone gentle. "It's okay. I

gently against her neck,

rest," he murmured, his voice soothing.

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a deeper, more peaceful

bruises, anger

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