The Almighty Dominance

Charles flicked his gaze over Sophia sprawled on the marble floor.

He clicked his tongue in quiet disdain.

All that time and cash he'd funneled her way-her and that vulture of a mother- could go up in smoke if he didn't salvage the situation.

And he'd been so close to getting her into his bed, to boasting he'd seduced one of the top five most beautiful women in Vancouver.

A real waste if it all ended here.

He ran a hand through his hair, shot an irritated glance at the raging Bella, and stepped toward her.

"Bella, come on," he said in a low voice. "Don't you think you've gone a little too far?"

Bella's eyes flashed with contempt.

She didn't reply. She just raised her hand and smacked Charles right across the face-loud enough to make the entire ballroom freeze.

Gasps hissed through the air.

Charles Kingston, the so-called Prince of Vancouver, getting slapped around in front of half the city's elite?

That was a headline all on its own.

Bella didn't give a damn.

She jabbed a finger at him. "You still dare to side with this bitch?"

"I'll destroy her until even ashes feel like a mercy. Get out of my banquet!"

A storm of murmurs whipped around them.

Charles's cheeks burned hot.

Everyone stared, some smirking, some in shock.

He clenched his fists, itching to slap Bella back. But Jericho Kane, looming behind her, was too big a problem.

Charles could practically taste the humiliation.

"Fine," he muttered, swallowing his pride. If he had to wait ten years to get his revenge, so be it.

With a final glare, he stormed toward the exit.

His face was on fire, and so was his anger.

As he reached the entrances, an idea ignited in his head. He whipped out his phone, typed a quick text:

"Sophia Lancaster is getting destroyed by Bella Kane at her own banquet. She's gonna get her drunk, make her dance naked, live stream the whole thing. She's done for-unless you hurry."

He sent it off-to Alex-then laughed under his breath.

He believe Alex will call Jessica for help.

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how Bella versus Jessica? When they tear each

was still chuckling when hurried footsteps

wait!" Clara's soft voice

eyes darting nervously

are you leaving now? Can I come with you?" She glanced over her

thought Sophia really stole that

arched a brow. He'd almost forgotten about

and apparently eager. He gave her

his arm, her body trembling just enough

do anything if you can keep me safe.

perfume was sweet and tempting. Charles curled his arm around her waist, savoring the

purred, tilting his head. "I know just the right place to spend

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bottle against Sophia's lips, grinning

bitch," she hissed, loud enough

gutter girls like

the vultures

was rough. She

But Sophia wasn't stupid.

screamed-if she drank, they'd play with her, strip her dignity,

be in the dirt,

deal on its own-Lancaster's business was based in

a ruined name? That

She refused the whiskey.

all her strength. She would

can say no to me?"

her head

the slaps. Brutal. Unrelenting. Each one a crack

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think you're better than me?!"

can touch my fiance and walk away clean? When I say

split. Blood smeared across her lips, mixing with mascara and the

back,

the guards, "gel me another Bottle. I'm not done with this plastic-faced

let go of her

Too fast.

for the shattered

it, still on her knees,

glass exploded

screamed, staggered, crumpled to

Silence.

Gasps.

Shock.

froze like statues. No one

Sophia-she-had struck first blood.

At Bella Kane's party.

tiny, savage smile flickered across

get to

wild and red-eyed. She lunged. Her fingers found