The Almighty Dominance

Charles flashed Alex a smug, venomous grin, his eyes glittering with sinister amusement.

With an arrogant snap of his fingers, a small drone whirred to life, circling menacingly above their heads.

"Recognize this toy, Alex?" Charles mocked, his voice dripping with condescension.

Alex barely glanced at the drone, unimpressed.

"Doesn't matter," he growled, and with a single icy glare, the drone sputtered and crashed onto the cold concrete.

But before Alex could savor his small victory, three more drones surged from the shadows, buzzing around them like mechanical hornets.

Charles let out a wicked laugh, eyes blazing triumphantly.

"You see, Alex, when my dear father cut me off, I knew vultures like you would circle. So, I hired men to keep a constant watch, recording every second of my life."

He leaned forward, relishing the moment. "You grasp what that means, don't you? Or is your mind too small to comprehend?"

Charles paused dramatically, relishing Alex's silence, before continuing with sadistic glee, "It means that whoever dares spill my blood will be caught on camera, and the footage will reach my father and mother in seconds."

"I don't know if my family has disowned me or not. But I believe my father and mother still love me—and if I'm killed, they'll avenge me. Then the entire Kingston empire will hunt you down and tear you apart."

Alex clenched his jaw, begrudgingly acknowledging Charles's twisted brilliance.

Killing this man now was tempting-almost intoxicating-but the ramifications would poison relationships he still valued: Alfred Kingston, Kelly, Jasmine.

Their connections were far too precious to burn over a reckless feud born of wounded pride and a woman's heart.

A true man, Alex reminded himself bitterly, must discern between personal vendettas and the greater good.

He spun sharply on his heels, dismissing Charles with cold contempt.

But Charles couldn't resist one final taunt.

One day Sophia will be mine! I'll

he spoke clearly and

than your petty desires. If you'd chosen the light, the world itself would rally behind you. But you've embraced darkness, Charles. Now the universe stands against you, marking

laugh, his voice cracking with arrogance and

I'm the master of my destiny. With ambition, power, and raw desire, I'll forge my empire from the

through the air like tempered steel. "You'll never find peace if the cosmos itself

alone, shouting furiously into the

quietly until it finally boiled over with a

angrily,

rubbed his eyes as Mr. Dune's strained voice

need to get

What kind?" Alex snapped, instantly

barged in demanding a cut of Emerald Elixir. They're here,

Jasmine handling this?

halfway to London. Can't reach her at thirty thousand feet," Dune said,

left explicit

I'll be there

He drove fast, weaving through traffic like a man possessed, reaching Kingston Pharmaceuticals in record

burst into the conference room, feeling the

rigidly along one

Charles Kingston and a distinguished, steely-eyed stranger whose mere presence

Mr. Dune rose hastily, ushering him toward an empty chair. Alex noted

what's this mess about?" Alex said, eyes sharp

instantly. "Tell me, Alex-is it true Jasmine

gave me shares," Alex replied evenly, leaning back cautiously, "though I

slightly. "Then give them up.

I do that?" Alex's voice

fraction of it," Jessica

bled for this company-built it, marketed it, sold it. You've done nothing. You don't have a right to half

leaned forward, smirking bitterly. "Then buy them back. Or maybe I'll take the formula elsewhere, let someone else do the