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.

like Gilbert was a chance she

best," Gilbert responded, his smile returning as they

inside the penthouse, Sophia woke abruptly, her stomach

of the

slightly, leaving her head spinning and tears

back onto the bed, sobbing uncontrollably, her body trembling with

fumbled through her handbag, pulled out her phone, and dialed Alex's number with

her voice trembling

to me? Don't you know

so

confusion, hearing

on? Are you

is wrong!" she shouted,

you drunk?" Alex asked carefully,

charm and her money. You

Alex? Why do

you call just to

cried, then

Alex. You played with my

Why can't things just

softly, her voice barely audible, broken

My heart just

the static. "Sophia? I can't hear

need your help!" Sophia suddenly shouted,

fix all the damn problems

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

from her fingers, hitting the floor with a

Gilbert burst into

at her motionless body, surprisingly unmoved despite her exposed, delicate

awake, fighting, and

predator within him,

and shook out a single expensive pill-his

mouth and forced

Gilbert smirked to himself, eagerly starting

foot landed right in the puddle of vomit Sophia had

shouting profanities in

called room service to come and

mess.

the cleaners had left, ten

for conquest, he approached Sophia again. Sophia's eyelids fluttered open weakly. Confusion clouded her eyes as she tried to

my mother?" she whispered,

me to take care of you," Gilbert replied coldly,

she saw Gilbert's open shirt, exposing his

Guise? What are you doing here? How did you

wants me here," Gilbert

rose sharply with panic. "What do you think you're doing, Mr.

into

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

Guise. I'm not that kind of woman!"