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?"

quietly. "Jasmine gave it to me. Money

then defiantly took

I didn't know its

Jasmine's the governor of Vancouver; Sophia's the new CEO. Two of the city's greatest beauties, and they're both smitten with

bitterly. "Why do

women like them, you're set for life. No worries, no struggle. Fancy cars, luxury,

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

chasing women, and women lose themselves

her

torn between two dazzling women, huh? Sophia's

and charming. Damn, even I'm

about choosing," Alex snapped, frustration

behind it—men will sacrifice everything, lose everything for a woman. But women? They never lose

breeze. "And that's the tragedy, Josephine. Love makes fools of men,

in his

to women-every scrap of strength, every dime-and women take it, sure enough, without daring to repay even a

wide, glittering with disbelief

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

men clustered around a sputtering fire, their

homeless guys. They got nothing-just scraps of food-but look at 'em. They're happy because they're sharing what little they have. That's what keeps a

rougher, edged with bitter

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 and tenderness in

eyes searching his face. "Is that really

weary sigh, heavy with

it is. Men are creatures of feeling, too. They might never beg for love, Jo, because they're conditioned from birth to give love,

beg doesn't mean they don't desperately

an inner pain

see them, appreciate them-love

men are strong-unbreakable,

word of complaint. They protect the ones they love, all while silently starving

in, her

born to be loved," Alex murmured, staring deeply into the crackling firelight below, "but men? They are born to be broken-because only in brokenness do men discover their true

slipping her

sudden tenderness caught him completely off

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

sake."

felt his tense shoulders relax under her touch, a rare warmth flooding through

smile touched his lips

actors, Jo. Men hide their feelings because

weakness. They'd rather break into ashes than confess how much they need

born to be destroyed,

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

Alex snapped, his voice sharp with

now?"

her expression, eyes warm

at all," she said quickly. "I

long forgotten suddenly

her warily. "And what's

sipped her wine, eyes distant, gazing into memories

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