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.

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Gilbert responded, his smile returning as

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bed, sobbing uncontrollably, her body

through her handbag, pulled out her phone, and

her voice trembling even before

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

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answered in confusion, hearing only

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Everything is wrong!" she shouted, her voice cracking under

Alex asked

money. You never even look at me

Alex? Why do you keep hurting

you call

then immediately contradicted

bastard, Alex. You played with my

game. Why can't things just be easy

sobbed softly, her voice barely audible, broken with

heart just can't let

the static. "Sophia? I

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

and fix all the damn

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

silence as Sophia's phone slipped from her fingers, hitting the floor with

burst into

down at her motionless body, surprisingly

awake, fighting, and

excited the predator within him, fueling

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

into Sophia's mouth and forced a glass of water down her

should be interesting," Gilbert smirked to himself, eagerly

as he stepped closer, his foot landed right in

exploded, shouting profanities

shattered, he furiously called room service to come and

mess.

cleaners had left, ten

undressed and hungry for conquest, he approached Sophia again. Sophia's eyelids fluttered

mother?" she

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

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

you doing

me here," Gilbert answered

with panic. "What do you think you're

lips curled into a malicious

happens when a man and woman are left alone in a

I'm not that kind of