The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 223

Chapter 225

Alex leaned back in his chair, casually stretching his arms as though bored by the whole ordeal.

"Next," he drawled, voice flat. He shot a cold glance across the room.

"You, brown hair in the black suit. Get over here."

The man in the black suit stepped forward, trembling so hard it looked like his legs might give out.

He risked a quick, apologetic glance at Bella.

“I'm... I'm sorry,” he muttered. Then, in a jittery burst of courage or desperation,

he raised his arm and slapped her.

The crack of flesh echoed in the silence.

Bella flinched, blood trickling at the corner of her mouth.

Alex gave a dismissive yawn.

"Move it along, people. Don't make me do it for you." He cocked his pistol and spun the barrel for emphasis.

"From here on out, if anyone's slow to follow orders-" he tilted his head to the side, eyes flashing menace.

-I won't waste my time with warnings. I'll just shoot."

A hush fell over the crowd.

One by one, people inched forward, some grimacing with regret, others almost too eager, as though seizing the chance to vent their personal grudges to Bella. Bella took every hit with a ragged gasp, her cheek swelling into a purple mess. She had already lost three teeth, and the blood ran freely down her chin.

It was difficult to tell which blow hurt worse-physical or psychological.

At last, Bella snarled through split lips, clinging to the last shreds of her pride.

"You miserable bastards! Do you have any idea who I am?" she screamed, her voice trembling with fury and pain.

"My father is Jericho Kane! If you don't want to end up buried in a ditch-"

Her words broke into a sob, tears of rage streaking down her face.

"You should be on your knees begging!" she shrieked. "I'm the one who's supposed to be slapping all of you! Know your damn place! Maggots!"

Alex leveled his gun at a nearby man who seemed hesitant.

He fired off a shot, deliberately missing by only a hair.

"Scared of her daddy?" Alex sneered.

straight

and pretend this nightmare never happened. Your choice. But I won't say

reared back his hand and

up blood, head spinning so violently she

with a cold,

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name-dropping," he said,

damn slaps. Man can't even control his own spawn-what a pathetic

boomed

storm forward. The moment Henry laid eyes on

eyes flared with desperate hope. "Henry! Thank

a curt

me around, this

who

"I've been looking for you all

to confusion. "Henry, you know

the piece

have a death wish" she

your whole pathetic bloodline! I'll hunt down every last one of them and make them beg for death before I'm done! You

from the Chicago Lord! You're nothing but street trash to them! They'll snap

weak legs, her face a grotesque

someone whispered,

tensed. The name hit like a bolt of

just gangsters-they owned

enforcers could

they're

that guy's

muttered, trembling, "help us

room buzzed with

guests just wanted to

with disdain, "if I were you, I'd drop to my knees right now and beg. Maybe-just maybe I'll let

just

me from doing what I want." Henry's face twisted in

he snapped, nearly spitting

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before, you'd be lying in

really think you can disrespect me and walk

grandiose wave of his hand, Henry turned to his chief guard a

look

take him down. Show him what happens when you disrespect

before she could make a move, Henry jerked his chin at three additional guards

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