The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 346

That would only happen if Sophia chose the light over the darkness.

But doubt haunted Sophia's every thought whenever she watched Alex.

No matter how desperately she wanted to run into his arms, to escape into the promise of a new life-fear held her.

What if Gilbert killed her brother?

What if her mother died by Gilbert's ruthless hand?

What if Gilbert sent his men to hunt Alex down?

Every nightmare clawed at her mind, keeping her chained in place.

Sophia's feet felt glued to the floor as Alex turned toward the door.

Her heart screamed for her to move, to shout, to do something. She was going to lose Alex forever-but fear gripped her harder, dragging her down like an anchor.

Sophia raised a trembling hand, desperate to reach out, but her fear tightened its grip, heavier and more suffocating than ever.

All she could do was stand frozen, watching helplessly as Alex walked away.

She knew this was the end, but it felt like a painful mercy.

Her brother would be safe, her mother would survive, and Alex could live without harm.

Yet, if everything was supposed to be fine, why was her heart breaking so violently?

Yes, they were safe-but who would save her?

Her chest tightened until she could barely breathe. Agony crushed her like a vice.

The panicked hotel staff suddenly rushed in through the shattered door.

The manager called for an ambulance for Gilbert, chaos erupting around her — but Sophia simply collapsed in the corner, burying her face in silent tears.

She was never a fighter.

Crying alone had always been her comfort.

As sorrow overwhelmed her, darkness flooded her vision, pulling her into unconsciousness.

The hotel staff found her limp on the floor and frantically called for help.

Meanwhile, even after returning to the clinic, Alex couldn't shake the ache Sophia had left behind.

Her rejection had been a devastating blow.

He'd never imagined she would treat his feelings like a toy.

They could have parted peacefully, but she'd chosen to create bitterness instead.

couldn't understand what he'd done to deserve it,

Nothing made sense.

time to let go once and

doors, a

man in a dark suit stormed in, his eyes scanning

his coffee. "That's me. Mind telling me what this

man sneered, emphasizing the name as if

have two choices: fight to prove your innocence in the arena, or let the police drag you away and have a

Alex understood immediately.

dueling culture-justice often

him publicly, demonstrating his

met the man's gaze with

the tangled mess

I've lost interest in anything connected to

the man

refuse a challenge from the Guise family. Listen carefully,

ourselves. You-and

for you will become ten-one for each of your loved

his voice deadly calm. "Is

it is!" the

at noon, Paris Arena. Be there or brace yourself for what's coming. And don't even dream about running

eyes everywhere. Instead of dying like a scared rat, why not face your death with dignity in the

least then your worthless pride stays intact, and innocent blood won't be spilled because of

and disgusted. "Forget

But think hard about your choice." With a cold smirk, he

into a chair, his

lost Sophia, and now trouble

rushed into his clinic,

really planning to fight in the

not,"

wasting a moment, Lyra shoved her phone into

flashed a poster announcing tomorrow's

the Loser

spoke. "Alex, this isn't just any fight it's a death match. How

to it," Alex

her head. "Then the rumors were

Alex

someone crosses them, they force

"This

Pel-he's known as the

ver

Death. He's slaughtered two

the Guise

clenched in fury. “So, they abuse their power

Lyra

grimly. "Some people