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."

head and laughed, her plump

ex-heavyweight boxing champion, darling. One

cold for days. Bernard stepped forward,

a boxer's stance, confidence shining in

jab is all I'll

forward, fist flying straight

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didn't flinch. He caught Bernard's punch in midair, fingers closing around the man's knuckles like

Alex's crushing grip forced him to

from

warned you," Alex said evenly, "your

leapt into action, whipping

blades slicing the

seemed to move faster than

strikes effortlessly and delivered a swift, open-handed slap to

to the floor, unconscious before they even realized

fumbled desperately behind his

hands, he retrieved a

into a triumphant grin. “Think your fancy moves make

"Let's see you

replied quietly, his voice

Charles pulled the trigger twice. The

to Charles's horror, Bernard's

hauled the big man

into Bernard's flesh, his eyes wide

a

the one who killed you," Alex said calmly, nodding toward

last breath hating

straight

gun skittered

to do?"

Bruno

didn't even spare her a glance. He stepped past her, his

disoriented state made her movements

arms to protect herself, her eyes cloudy with

face softened, his tone gentle. "It's okay. I won't hurt

gently against her neck, checking her

rest," he murmured, his voice soothing.

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slumping into a deeper, more peaceful

anger simmering behind

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