The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 161

Alex didn't waste any time.

He snapped his leg up and slammed his boot into Kelvin's face, as if the man's skull were nothing more than a cheap welcome mat.

Kelvin's head whipped downward on impact, practically smooching the dirt off Alex's shoe.

Kelvin stumbled back, his fury twisting his features into a hideous scowl.

"You bastard!" he spat, voice trembling with outrage. "Who the hell do you think you are, meddling in my business? You're a dead man!"

Kelvin turned on his heel, barking orders like an enraged drill sergeant. "Security- get your asses over here and take him out!"

The guards rushed forward, but Josephine, always a fuse waiting to be lit, leaped between them and Alex. Defiance blazed in her eyes.

"Touch him, and I'll snap your bones like twigs!" she warned, practically daring them to try.

One guard reached for her, only to find his arm twisted into a pretzel.

Josephine hammered a kick into his groin so hard it could've knocked his ancestors off their family tree.

He collapsed with a strangled wheeze.

Another guard lunged at Alex, but Alex dropped him with a single, surgical strike to the jaw, sending him crashing to the floor like a broken mannequin.

Two more guards charged, hungry for a takedown, but they met the same fate- Josephine and Alex whirled around them like a living storm, each blow landing with brutal precision.

Before long, the bank floor was strewn with guards groaning in agony.

Josephine smirked at Alex, wiping her hands on her pants. Damn, you're good at this."

He shot her an equally smug grin. "You're not too shabby yourself."

"You two bastards!" Fury lit his features

he swung it straight at

already a step ahead. He sidestepped the blow with the grace of a dancer, then pounded a

trembling as blood dripped from his nose. When he opened his

reality sank in-Mr. Kelvin, the all-powerful

gawking at the bloody teeth in his

did. And I'm not taking reservations before

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contorted with rage. "You worthless piece of shit! Clearly, you have no idea who's pulling my strings. It's the Mafia-the real deal. They'll carve you up like a holiday turkey and pawn your

of blood onto the floor,

second, and I'll be

black cars screeched to

of thick-necked goons in matching outfits surged into the bank, led by

he looked carved from a

scar slashed across his face, making him look like a

every step.

up Kelvin's eyes. "You're all screwed now," he crowed, voice dripping

is here. None of you losers are leaving in one

through the crowd, hushed whispers

sharper than any

"Holy shit, that's Scarface?"

around here. He's rumored to kill first and

a dozen people. This isn't going

she looked a bit

death sentence on my turf?" Scarface boomed, chomping on a cigar like he owned the world. He barreled forward, and people scattered

out of here. This is my mess to clean up," she said, stepping in front of him like

not measure her worth by her own survival, but by

her an amused tilt of