The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 326

The night was wrapped in a deep, tired silence, a quiet that told Alex it was finally time to close up the Clinic and catch some rest.

He leaned back, feeling the weight of the day press on his shoulders, ready to lock up and call it a night.

Suddenly, the front door crashed open, shattering the silence.

Jasmine stumbled in, eyes wide with panic, her hair was tangled and disheveled, and her breaths came in sharp, desperate gasps.

At the reception desk, Josephine shot upright, her chair screeching against the floor.

"Miss Kingston-what are you?" Josephine began, startled.

But Jasmine ignored her, eyes locking instantly onto Alex.

"Alex!" she shouted, surging forward, throwing herself into his arms. "I can't go anywhere else—I won't! Only you can help me. Please!"

Behind her, Alfred Kingston burst through the door, his tie loosened, his face pale and slick with sweat. He took in the scene quickly, his breathing ragged.

"Alex, I'm sorry for this. They couldn't stop her. She escaped from the hospital," he panted, his voice strained.

"Jasmine, please don't trouble Mr. Alex. It's just a minor injury; you don't need to stay in a hospital at all. We can take care of it at home."

Jasmine twisted around, her face contorted with dramatic intensity.

"Dad, you don't get it! The wound isn't something you can see it's inside me. It's deep. I'm shattered and scared out of my mind."

"After everything that happened today-the trauma, the kidnapping, being surrounded by strangers-Alex is the only one who makes me feel safe. I need to be near him."

Alfred hesitated again, a deep sadness creeping into his expression.

He felt responsible for Jasmine's kidnapping earlier, haunted by his inability to protect her.

"Jasmine?"

Jasmine's voice cracked with desperation. "I'm not going back! If you try to make me, I swear I'll throw myself out the window!"

"Jasmine!" Alfred gasped, clearly horrified.

She jabbed a trembling finger at her father, eyes fierce. "Go ahead-test me!"

Alfred stood rooted, torn between paternal authority and helpless surrender.

Finally, with a heavy sigh, Alfred turned towards Alex, defeat slumping his shoulders.

"Fine," Alfred conceded softly, bowing his head slightly toward Alex. "Please, Mr. Alex, can you look after her?"

"No problem," Alex replied calmly, nodding reassurance.

A moment of awkward silence followed as the three of them exchanged uncertain glances.

tension impatiently. "Dad, why are you still here? I'm fine

what about you?"

me. They'll take me home after Alex is done

him now. Shoo, Dad.

in his features. He sighed deeply, finally

Alex. "Mr. Alex Please take good care of her. The doctors said trauma is common after something

only trusts you right now. Don't worry-I have

her eyes dramatically. "Father, go home

muttered, shaking his head and slowly retreating

his

suddenly composed, her eyes

day, Alex," she whispered slyly. "Before my father barged in

thick with tension, each breath Alex drew

still need to go home, Jasmine," he said

phone, her eyes dancing mischievously as she dialed her

barbeque for the bodyguards outside. Keep them busy. No one steps inside the clinic tonight. And smash your engine-make sure it stays broken till sunrise. Got

shut and turned back to Alex, a satisfied smirk on

"So, where's your shower? I need to

as he walked her to his room and pointed towards the private bathroom, barely able

to fall back onto the oversized bed, staring

the bathroom, Jasmine stood beneath the steaming spray, water

end of her innocence-her

delicate lingerie worth more

people's monthly salary, admir

the fogged mirror, biting softly

the bathroom, the sight of Alex lying casually on

loosely draped over his chiseled frame,

body.

stunned by her own racing emotions, then slowly walked toward

locked, words no longer

the mattress,

kiss.

through their bodies,

his blood boil, his desire unmistakable beneath the

Jasmine whispered breathlessly, her voice shaking

moment when a

the fog as he reluctantly pulled away and moved to open

asked, surprise flickering in his eyes. "What are you doing

me," Josephine explained casually, a teasing glint in her

and a woman

Alex frowned, genuinely

love cheering this kind of thing on, you

called firmly from behind Alex.

Alex into the room carrying her own pillow and