The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 125

"No, Mama has seen all kinds of ugly, and she knows-the Lord never created an ugly creature," the big guy said. "Really?" one of the thugs drawled, cocking an eyebrow and scratching his greasy hair. "If that ain't ugly, then I reckon I've never seen ugly a day in my life."

“Ah, ma said,” the big guy went on, his voice thick with smugness, “it's because she's got an ugly heart. When your heart's rotten, it drags your face, your personality, and your whole body down to hell with it."

"Sure enough," a third scumbag piped up, nodding like he'd just discovered the meaning of life.

The bystanders looked on in stunned silence, wondering how these half-witted goons managed to cook up such twisted nonsense.

“But hey,” the biggest of the bunch announced, stomping his boots on the ground for emphasis, "I know how to fix that problem right quick."

He lumbered up to Megan, crouched just enough to leer into her face with mocking concern, and said in a syrupy tone, "Next time, sugar, don't go havin' a heart uglier than a rabid coyote. Be a good woman, y'hear?"

Then he slapped her.

Hard.

The sound cut through the rainy air like a gunshot, and he didn't stop there- another slap, then another, each one echoing in the hushed crowd.

Megan's eyes rolled back as she collapsed, unconscious.

"How the hell's that supposed to fix anything?" asked one of the onlookers, baffled.

The big lug shrugged, picking at his teeth.

"Beats me. My mom always said she was hittin' me to beat the bad outta my heart. Figured it might work on her, too."

Hank snorted and jabbed a thumb in Sophia's direction.

"Alright, enough of this. Stop your squirmin'. Tie her up. She's the one I'm takin' home tonight."

"What about that other one?" a random thug asked, gesturing at Megan, who was beginning to come to..

Fear flickered across her eyes.

Hank rolled his eyes, his impatience etched into every line of his face. "Anyone want her? She's free game," he said, his voice devoid of care, like he was tossing away trash

The group exchanged uneasy glances, silence hanging heavy in the air, until someone nudged a wiry, toothless man forward.

"Hey, Carl, you're still a virgin, right? She's all yours," the man teased, his laughter thin and mean.

die a virgin than lay a finger on that piece of ugly trash. I've got standards,

already bored with

one and leave the ugly one there," he

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her emotions a tangled mess of anger,

Marco-conscious again but feigning otherwise kept his eyes shut, mind

seemed sealed, a smooth, steady

"Stop."

cutting through the heavy silence

everyone else, he showed none-his unwavering gaze and steady presence commanding

locked

You

a faint smile, but

You and

Hank asked, disbelief warring with amusement. "You must've taken

make it fair, I won't use a drop of my real

booming. "By all means, hero. Step

onlookers muttered in anticipation, gathering around to watch

into a makeshift

laughing like they'd

off to the side, Jasper

First, to humiliate the Kingston family, proving they couldn't

doubt among the locals, making them question Kingston's power and driving them to align with the Drake family,

most stunning woman-as his personal

saw no reason not to

idiot Alex was messin'

damn fool," Jasper called out, sneering

promise you, I'll see every last person in

like he'd heard

gang before breakfast. Every single

looks, unsure if

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a reclusive master, Joling

master, each disciple was a legend in their own right, bound together by shared discipline and