The Almighty Dominance

"Marry you?" Alex's eyebrow arched sharply, his frown deepening.

The number of women wanting to marry him could fill a line so long, it'd make the biggest encyclopedia look tiny in comparison.

"Do you even love me?" Alex asked, his tone flat.

"I love money—and especially your money," Lyra replied, straight-faced.

"You know, in the end, women always have to make a choice: marry the man they love or marry the man who loves them and learn to love him later."

Lyra shrugged, her expression unapologetic.

"I can let you stay around me, love me, and pamper me. Just like you did with Sophia. Your love is so.... unattached. I'd even give you the honor of loving me."

"Has anyone ever told you that you have an unbelievably thick face?" Alex said, his tone laced with incredulity.

"This woman is sometimes fugitive, deceptive, sharp, ravenous, fierce, and cruel; she also possesses a great spirit.

Lyra's lips curled into a teasing smile, her gaze unflinching

"With all the layers of makeup I wear, I'd be surprised if it hasn't gotten thicker," she quipped, biting her lower lip playfully.

Then, without missing a beat, she leaned in slightly, her voice soft yet daring. "So... will you?"

"No," Alex said firmly. "You'd leave me the moment you found someone richer."

"Is there even anyone richer than you?" Lyra asked, her tone full of faux innocence.

Alex paused, considering.

Within the country, probably not. But outside? On the empire continent? There were still mountains beyond mountains of wealth.

"Sure. I could easily be considered the poorest among them"

"Don't worry," Lyra said smoothly. "I'd let you love me until I found someone better. It's good for both of us, right?"

"Do you even understand what you're saying?" Alex asked, starting to think this woman was utterly shameless. "Of course," Lyra replied. “I'm just as beautiful as Sophia. Our fan bases are almost the same. We're among the top five beauties from Vancouver. Naturally, you'd enjoy loving me and spending your money on me." 'Beauty provokes harassment, the law says, but it looks through men's eyes when deciding what provokes it.' Alex rubbed his temples, a headache forming. Talking to this woman was exhausting.

"Just tell me what you really want. Don't beat around the bush."

"The miracle pills," Lyra said, her eyes lighting up. "Will you let me sell your miracle pills again?"

you selling them for

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price you said last time," Lyra replied, her smile

Alex stared at Lyra, genuinely

uncanny knack for

know how much money you have right now?" Lyra asked, her

it reached

crossing

don't care," Alex

pulled out a small bottle filled with

the country suddenly didn't feel like a total failure-not

her gaze fixed on Alex. "This is the first time you've shown any

Alex raised an

said with a dramatic sigh. "You always look at me so coldly, so

imagination," Alex said, though he couldn't deny there was some truth to

He found himself thinking.

more time-time to

said at last. "Maybe

hands suddenly gripped Alex's

look at me with interest and then try to hide it. Hiding is painful, Alex.

said casually, deftly taking the bottle

skip all the romantic drama. Your money can buy and get

watching this bold

wasn't just a gold digger-no, maybe she

Lyra added with a grin. "You're always on my

or my money?" Alex asked with

money is just

voice cut through their conversation. Sophia locked her eyes to them,

Alex both turned,

Lyra said quickly, releasing Alex's shirt. "I was just keeping Alex busy while making

gaze shifted to Alex, suspicion flashing in her

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not,"

letting out a mocking

her best friend in front of her. You really need