The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 315

Chapter 315

Alex sat on the very edge of the rooftop, legs dangling over the ledge, a half- empty glass of wine resting in his hand.

Alone, high above the sleeping city, he was lost in his thoughts as the night wrapped around him.

The moon hung low, casting silvery shadows that danced across the concrete beside him.

Far below, the homeless huddled around small fires, their laughter and chatter drifting faintly upward.

Even with their hardships, they seemed content, savoring simple moments together.

Yet Alex stood isolated, tormented by indecision.

Life seemed straightforward enough—people ran from pain and chased after happiness.

But when wounds reopened again and again, each scar dug deeper into the heart, turning memories into haunting nightmares.

He sighed deeply.

Could there really be happiness with Sophia Lancaster?

He used to believe so. But every time he reached for her, he came away more battered, more broken.

Just when he found the strength to walk away, she'd whisper a promise of happiness—just enough to chain him again with that maddening, cruel hope.

'Woman... ahhh.'

"Hey! What are you brooding over up there?" Josephine's voice pierced the quiet from below.

"Just trying to figure things out," Alex called back, without turning.

"Mind if I join? I could use a taste of that wine."

"Be my guest."

Josephine swiftly scaled the roof, nimble as ever. Snatching the bottle, she took a swig and instantly widened her eyes

"Holy hell! This must cost a fortune! I've never tasted anything like it."

Alex smirked, "You speak like a connoisseur."

Josephine laughed heartily, wiping her mouth.

"Hardly. First sip of wine in my life. Orphans like us never have the luxury. Seriously, what's this worth?"

Alex shrugged nonchalantly, "Maybe ten grand."

"What?!" Josephine gasped, nearly dropping the bottle.

"Ten grand? Think how long that could feed the orphanage!" She eyed the half- empty bottle regretfully.

"Is this still worth anything?"

"It's worthless now, you've contaminated it," Alex teased, watching her shocked expression.

"Dammit, Alex, warn a girl first! Did I ruin something precious?"

gave it to me. Money means

defiantly took another

pretend I didn't know

lucky bastard. Jasmine's the governor of Vancouver; Sophia's the new

exhaled bitterly. "Why do you assume

"Come on, stop pretending. With women like them, you're set for life. No

A hero can't resist beauty, a beauty can't resist wealth, and

chasing women, and women lose themselves

laughed, her eyes

torn between two dazzling women,

charming. Damn, even

choosing," Alex snapped, frustration breaking

truth behind it—men will sacrifice everything, lose everything for a woman. But women? They never lose themselves. They're always

drifting on the night breeze. "And that's the tragedy, Josephine. Love makes fools

drawled slowly, swirling the amber liquid in his

has one twisted sense of humor. Men give everything they've got to women-every scrap of strength,

eyes snapped wide, glittering with disbelief

for a wife, a girlfriend, or just a damned prostitute? If you're gonna shell out cash expecting feelings served up on a platter, you

street below, where four ragged men clustered around a sputtering fire, their laughter and rough singing drifting through the

food-but look at 'em. They're happy because

grew rougher, edged

suddenly, it's all just expected. It becomes 'normal. Women start to believe it's simply a man's duty, never seeing the need to offer love

searching his face. "Is

a weary sigh, heavy with years of unspoken

is. Men are creatures of feeling, too. They might never beg for love, Jo,

doesn't mean they don't desperately

cracked slightly, betraying an inner

see them, appreciate them-love them. But the closer

men are

They protect the ones they love, all while silently starving for affection." Alex sighed again,

her curiosity gentle,

Alex murmured, staring deeply into the crackling firelight below, "but men? They are born to

slipping her

tenderness caught him

thick with emotion, "you're the strongest man I've ever known. You've stood your ground against the mafia, for

sake."

felt his tense shoulders relax under her touch, a rare warmth flooding through him as Josephine laid

faint smile touched his

hide their feelings because the world

craving love, terrified to admit weakness. They'd rather break into

to be destroyed, not

burst out laughing, holding her sides as if a forgotten memory

his voice sharp with

now?"

expression, eyes warm and

Alex, not at all," she said quickly.

forgotten suddenly

her warily. "And

sipped her wine, eyes distant, gazing into memories

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