The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 327

Morning broke early, bringing with it a fresh start.

Alex rose, showered, and busied himself preparing breakfast-his signature Eggs Benedict.

Simple but irresistible. The aroma filled the kitchen just as footsteps echoed softly from behind.

"Something smells heavenly!" Sophia's voice broke the quiet.

She looked stunning, dressed impeccably in a tailored business suit, her face brightened by a gentle smile.

"Sophia? What are you doing here?" Alex blurted, confusion clear on his face. Today, of all days-why?

"I skipped breakfast, figured I'd swing by quickly on the way to work," Sophia replied casually, stepping closer to inspect the dish.

Alex narrowed his eyes skeptically. "Your office isn't anywhere near this neighborhood."

She let out a sigh and admitted reluctantly, "Fine. Lyra asked me to take you to meet someone before heading to my office. I've got some time to spare." She sat down with practiced ease, clearly dodging his pointed stare.

"Lyra could've just called me," Alex frowned deeply.

Sophia skillfully ignored his remark, brightening deliberately.

"Eggs Benedict, my favorite! How did you know?" Without waiting, she eagerly reached for a plate, determined to avoid further questioning.

Alex opened his mouth to protest, but before words could form, the front door swung open, revealing Jasmine in the doorway.

She stretched languidly, an oversized shirt slipping provocatively off one shoulder, hinting at silky lingerie beneath.

"Alex, darling, I'm starving. Breakfast ready yet?" she purred softly, halting abruptly as her gaze clashed with Sophia's shocked expression.

"What the hell are you doing here?" both women demanded simultaneously.

The atmosphere instantly turned explosive, the silent hostility palpable.

"Alex," Sophia's voice tightened dangerously, her eyes blazing with suspicion and betrayal, "care to explain what's going on?"

Her gaze flicked pointedly at Jasmine, whose attire was unmistakably Alex's shirt. Jasmine smiled slowly, her eyes glittering with mischievous triumph.

"Isn't it obvious, sweetheart?" She tugged suggestively at the shirt, exposing a delicate lace edge beneath. "Alex and I had a very... cozy night."

"You slept with her?" Sophia's voice trembled, fury and jealousy warring openly across her features. The thought of Alex giving in so easily stung deeply.

"Of course," Jasmine added. "Side by side the entire night. Skin to skin-it's a scorching night, after all."

eyes shimmered

wait-it's not what you think," Alex quickly interjected,

relent, stepping boldly forward. "Come on, Alex. She's caught us, why bother

"Jasmine got injured last

gaze sharpened, finally noticing the faint bruises and scrapes

stubbornly. "Why not go to the

defiant

I'm wrong,

mean finished," Sophia snapped

unspoken challenge, neither woman

aren't some game, Sophia." Jasmine's smile dropped instantly, replaced

away once. Now face the

sometimes," Sophia shot back, eyes flashing defiantly. "The difference is who has the guts to make things right.

toward Alex, hope

Josephine walked calmly into the kitchen, took in

"You think fixing something you shattered will make

it the same?" Sophia's voice trembled

willingly, we'll see who can handle this better." Jasmine slid gracefully into

you for breakfast, sweetheart. You always know what

knows Eggs Benedict are my favorite. He

once more, her

dish. These eggs are

you think you have exclusive rights? Everything

because you

decision, not

plate back and forth like

questioning how he'd gotten caught in

eggs?" Sophia demanded sharply,

women stared at him, waiting

on Alex's forehead. He opened his mouth, struggling to

plates of Eggs Benedict in

over eggs."

pile more on him. If

calm authority silenced

her seat, clasping her hands together. "Let's

looked around uncomfortably.

gently. "True Source welcomes

her head and whispered a quick prayer. For a second, the room softened just

the bitterness unmistakable. Then, as if cued by some invisible