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

already bored

me the pretty one and leave

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floor, her emotions a tangled

the way, Marco-conscious again but feigning otherwise kept his eyes shut, mind spinning for a

when Sophia's fate seemed sealed, a smooth, steady voice

"Stop."

cutting through the heavy silence with calm, deliberate

unwavering gaze and steady presence

locked

"Another hotshot? You too stupid to see how

but his eyes were sharp

things fair. You and me,

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

replied, letting his jacket slip off. "And to make it fair, I won't use a drop of my real power. Regular old

laughed, voice booming. "By all means, hero. Step right up. We'll

onlookers muttered in anticipation, gathering around to watch

a makeshift ring, while

like they'd scored front-row seats to a carnival

off to the side,

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

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

Sophia Lancaster-Vancouver's most stunning

here was mere coincidence, but he saw no reason not to seize the opportunity and take her home as

was messin' with

fool," Jasper called

on Hank, and I promise you, I'll see every last person in your family gutted

his head like he'd heard the

it. They'd chew through your entire gang before breakfast. Every single one of

uneasy looks, unsure if

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was taken in by a reclusive master, Joling a group of disciples who became his

in their own right, bound together by