The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 187

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Chapter 189

Chapter 189

Heads whipped around at the sudden commotion to reveal tall man swaggering into the bar like he owned every "inch of it.

A ragged scar cut across his cheek, and a half-smoked cigar jutted from the corner of his mouth.

He had one arm draped possessively around a voluptuous brunette, while the other hand hovered near his hip- exactly where a holstered pistol might be.

The crowd in Paradiso parted like they were avoiding a contagious plague. Even Charles felt a spike of dread sink into his gut.

"Big Bro, you made it!" The young man in white hurried over, relief etched on his face.

"Got ourselves a little situation here. These jackasses want you-of all people-to kneel and apologize." He practically spat the last word.

Viper gave Charles a flat, indifferent stare. "So you're the genius demanding I apologize, huh?"

Charles, never one to swallow his pride, jutted his chin defiantly. "Your goons messed with one of my men. Don't you think you owe him a little regret-and compensation?"

Viper raised an eyebrow, then without a flicker of warning, slammed the back of his hand across Charles's face.

The impact echoed sharply, and everyone in the bar froze.

Charles stumbled, pressing trembling fingers to his burning cheek.

"You... you hit me?" His voice quivered with a mix of rage and disbelief.

"Damn right I did," Viper growled, flexing his knuckles.

"You prance in here with your chin held high, trying to throw your weight around on my turf. Then you want an apology? You must be suicidal, kid. I don't care if you're the spawn of royalty-no one storms my place and demands I bow down."

blood onto the floor, eyes brimming with hate. "You're messing with the Kingston

know exactly who you are,"

some has-been kicked out from a family. Your sister might still pack some punch, but you?" He let out

a leftover. A cheap leftover. And right now, I'm deciding if I should tear you to pieces or let you c

Charles snarled, though his

hand shot out like lightning,

you, hotshot. I could snap your neck right now

a corner booth, sending splintered wood and shattered glass flying

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didn't owe Charles an apology, but lie had no interest in making

Jack watched in horror. The last shred of arrogance drained from

thug with a big mouth I'm bankrolled by Sir Raymond-one

Charles's face turned ashen.

in termoil since the civil war erupted between

states had already begun

wasn't just Jericho Kane, the

also eyeing a piece

on the hill is never as hungry

found themselves staring down a ruthless gangster

Humiliation burned through Charles.

trouble for Jack, hoping to swoop in as the hero-but he had forgotten one crucial fact. His power was

spectacularly, leaving him with nothing but a

the color drained from Florence's

the Kingston

Charles was getting slapped around like a nobody, what

took a long drag of his cigar, exhaling smoke in lazy circles. "Alright, enough with the

felt his knees go wobbly. His mouth opened, but no sound

off limbs as casually as trimming weeds, dumping bodies in the river. His nightmares

think before he acts. We'll pay for damages- double,

"Double? Triple?" Viper snarled.

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