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

Gilbert responded, his smile

Sophia woke abruptly, her

and disoriented, she stumbled to the edge of the bed and

receded slightly, leaving her

sobbing uncontrollably, her body trembling

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

out, her voice trembling even before he

to me? Don't you know how deeply I love

so hard

hearing only Sophia's

on?

course I'm not okay! Everything is wrong!" she shouted,

drunk?" Alex asked carefully,

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

Alex? Why do you keep

call

cried, then

You're such a bastard, Alex. You

Why can't things

softly, her voice

My heart just can't

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

your help!" Sophia suddenly

all the

the bed, whispering faintly, "If you

slipped from her

Gilbert burst into the

stared down at her motionless body, surprisingly unmoved despite her exposed,

awake, fighting, and

within him, fueling his twisted sense

shook out

placed it roughly into Sophia's mouth and forced a glass of

be interesting," Gilbert smirked to himself, eagerly

his foot landed right in the puddle of vomit

Gilbert exploded, shouting profanities

room service to come and clean up

mess.

left, ten minutes later, was Gilbert's mood

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

Where's my mother?" she whispered, her

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

eyes widened in shock as she saw Gilbert's

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

you your mother wants me here," Gilbert

voice rose sharply with panic. "What

lips curled into

when a man and woman are left alone in a room?"

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