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.

I send you straight to the King

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

reared back his hand and struck Bella

spinning

with

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us the name-dropping," he said, voice sharp as a

he'd be on his knees right next to you, taking the same damn slaps. Man can't even control his own spawn-what a pathetic

boomed

The moment Henry laid eyes on Bella, battered beyond recognition,

eyes flared with desperate hope. "Henry! Thank God! Help me!" she begged, stumbling

a

With me around, this punk won't lay another finger on

and realized who stood

"I've been looking for you

to confusion. "Henry, you

him in waves. "This is the piece of trash who punched me a few days back. I swore I'd teach him

Lord... Sure you have a death wish" she hissed

pathetic bloodline! I'll hunt down every last one of them and make them

nothing but street trash to them! They'll snap your bones one by one-and when they're

legs, her face a grotesque mask of rage

someone

like a

Chicago Lord weren't just gangsters-they owned the city. They were a

their enforcers could wipe out a

they're

that

muttered, trembling, "help us get out of here

buzzed with

of the guests just

I were you, I'd drop to my knees right

just raised

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

snapped,

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you'd be lying in a hospital bed right

think you can disrespect

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

height made her look

what

stare was ice-cold as she squared her stance, but before she could make a move, Henry jerked his chin at three additional guards

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