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.

son-in-law like Gilbert was a chance she would never let slip

that case, I'll do my best," Gilbert responded, his smile returning

Sophia woke abruptly, her stomach churning

stumbled to the edge of the bed and vomited

nausea receded slightly, leaving her

sobbing uncontrollably, her

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

she blurted out, her voice trembling

you so cruel to me? Don't you know how deeply

so hard for

hearing

on? Are you

wrong!" she shouted, her voice

drunk?" Alex asked carefully,

charm and her money. You never even look at me

do

you call just to

cried, then immediately

bastard, Alex. You played with

a game. Why can't things just be easy for

sobbed softly, her voice barely audible, broken

My heart just can't let go... you

hear over the static. "Sophia? I can't hear you! Do you

need your help!" Sophia suddenly shouted, her voice cracking

all the damn problems in this

onto the bed, whispering faintly, "If you really love me,

as Sophia's phone slipped from

Gilbert burst into the

motionless body, surprisingly unmoved despite her exposed,

awake, fighting, and

excited the predator within him, fueling his twisted sense

out a small bottle and shook

into Sophia's mouth and forced

to himself,

foot landed right in

exploded, shouting

mood shattered, he furiously called room service to come and clean

mess.

had left, ten

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

Where's my mother?" she

mother asked me to take care of you," Gilbert replied coldly, standing

eyes widened in shock as she saw Gilbert's open shirt, exposing his tattooed

heart pounded frantically. "Mr. Guise? What are you doing here? How did you

already told you your mother wants me here," Gilbert

"What do you think you're doing, Mr.

into

are left alone in a room?" he mocked, his eyes darkening

Mr. Guise. I'm