The Almighty Dominance

Gilbert coughed, clearing his throat, his voice firm and dignified.

"Mrs. Florence, I don't want people spreading nasty rumors about me. You know

I'm a gentleman-I've got a reputation and dignity to uphold."

"Taking advantage of situations like this just isn't my style."

Florence gave a slow, reassuring nod. "You're right, of course. I trust you completely that's why I know you'll take good care of her."

Gilbert shifted slightly, his eyes darting to Sophia.

"Then perhaps you could take Sophia to the penthouse first? I'll stop by later to check on her-if you think that's appropriate."

"Of course, Mr. Guise," Florence replied warmly.

"You truly are a man of honor." She gently helped Sophia to her feet, and together with the waitress, guided her toward the door.

As they assisted Sophia out, Gilbert's eyes followed every graceful movement of her figure, desire burning like wildfire within him.

A smirk played across his lips, dark anticipation stirring inside him as his arousal grew.

"Let's see how you'll escape tonight," he whispered under his breath, chuckling darkly.

He took a deep swig of his drink before trailing discreetly behind them, careful not to draw unwanted attention.

Inside the penthouse, Florence eased Sophia onto the luxurious bed and slipped off her shoes.

Carefully, she fetched a basin filled with warm water, gently wiping Sophia's flushed face and neck.

With calculated precision, Florence loosened the buttons on Sophia's blouse, exposing just enough smooth skin to stir any man's desire.

Florence stepped back and admired her handiwork, a sly smile spreading across her lips.

"This time, no man could resist you, my dear," she whispered softly.

Reaching into Sophia's handbag, Florence took out the expensive perfume and carefully dabbed it on Sophia's wrists and neck.

She moved gracefully across the room, turning on soft, romantic music, setting the perfect atmosphere.

Satisfied that everything was flawlessly set, Florence grabbed the room key and stepped outside, immediately spotting Gilbert lingering near the hallway.

"Oh, Mr. Guise!" she called out, feigning surprise.

"I suddenly have something urgent to handle. Could you please check on Sophia? She might need something."

Gilbert smiled politely, feigning hesitation. "I'd like to, Mrs. Florence, but you know how inappropriate it would look for a man to—"

"Oh, nonsense!" Florence laughed lightly, slipping the key card into his hand. "She really needs help right now, and I must rush off. Please, do me this favor?"

Gilbert stared at the key card for a moment, then finally nodded. "Well, if you insist."

"Absolutely, I insist," Florence replied firmly, inwardly scheming about the perfect trap she was laying for him.

a wealthy son-in-law like Gilbert was a chance

responded, his smile returning

the penthouse, Sophia woke abruptly, her stomach churning

stumbled to the edge of the bed and vomited onto the

leaving her head spinning and

back onto the bed, sobbing uncontrollably, her body

she fumbled through her handbag, pulled out

her voice trembling even before he picked

are you so cruel to me? Don't you

is everything so hard

confusion, hearing only Sophia's

going on?

okay! Everything is wrong!" she

you drunk?" Alex asked carefully, sensing her

on Jasmine Kingston's charm and her money. You never even look at me anymore. You don't care about me!"

do you keep

call just to yell

cried, then immediately

a bastard, Alex. You played

Why can't things just be

her voice barely audible, broken

Alex. My heart just

to hear over the static. "Sophia? I can't hear

I need your help!" Sophia suddenly shouted, her

fix all the

onto the bed, whispering faintly, "If you really love me, you'll come. Save me,

voice faded into silence as Sophia's phone slipped from

Gilbert burst

stared down at her motionless body,

women awake,

the predator within him, fueling his

out a small bottle and shook out a single expensive pill-his personal remedy for

placed it roughly into Sophia's mouth and forced

Gilbert smirked to himself, eagerly starting to unbutton his

closer, his foot landed right in

exploded, shouting

called room

mess.

the cleaners had left, ten minutes later, was Gilbert's mood

hungry for conquest, he approached Sophia again. Sophia's eyelids fluttered open weakly. Confusion clouded her

she

take care of you," Gilbert replied

in shock as she saw Gilbert's open shirt,

you doing here? How did you

mother wants me here,"

panic. "What do you

lips curled into

usually happens when a man and woman are left alone in a room?" he mocked, his eyes darkening

think about it, Mr. Guise. I'm not that kind of