The Almighty Dominance

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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."

a thin line of blood onto the floor, eyes brimming with hate. "You're messing

who you are,"

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

deciding if I should tear you to pieces or let you c

Charles snarled, though his

out like lightning,

right now and pin it on any of my men. But let's say

Charles into a corner booth, sending splintered wood

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apology, but lie had no interest in making an unnecessary

The last shred of arrogance drained from their faces—especially

with a big mouth I'm bankrolled by Sir Raymond-one of Chicago State's top power players.

Charles's face turned ashen.

termoil since the civil war

begun

Kane, the king of Vermont, making moves-Chicago's

eyeing a piece of the Vancouver

is never as hungry as the wolf

found themselves staring down

Humiliation burned through Charles.

Jack, hoping to swoop in as the

nothing but a stinging slap to show for

the color drained from Florence's

banked on the Kingston name stopping

Charles was getting slapped around like a nobody, what chance did

of his cigar, exhaling smoke in lazy circles. "Alright, enough with the foreplay. Which one of you morons picked a fight

go wobbly. His mouth opened, but

stories: Viper's men cutting off limbs as casually as trimming weeds, dumping bodies in the river. His

brother is just... an idiot. He doesn't think before he acts. We'll pay for damages- double, triple-anything! Just please,

"Double? Triple?" Viper snarled.