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.

to deserve it, replaying every

Nothing made sense.

was time to

morning, as Alex opened the clinic doors, a sleek black car skidded to a

stormed in, his eyes scanning the room with arrogant disdain. "Who's Alex Leonhart?" he demanded

me. Mind telling

the man sneered, emphasizing the name as if it

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

Alex understood immediately.

often decided through strength and

to humiliate him publicly,

met the man's

the tangled mess

replied coldly. "Frankly, I've lost

fool!" the man sneered

family. Listen carefully, brat: refuse this duel, and we

you down ourselves. You-and

meant for you will become ten-one for each

his eyes, his voice deadly calm. "Is that a

is!" the messenger

noon, Paris Arena. Be there or brace yourself for

rat, why not

stays intact, and innocent blood won't be spilled because of

disgusted. "Forget it. I've had enough

cruelly. "Suit yourself. But think hard about your choice." With a cold

slumped into a chair,

lost Sophia, and now trouble kept

rushed into his clinic,

you really planning to fight

I am not," Alex said,

shoved her phone

the screen flashed a poster

Loser -

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

agreed to it," Alex snapped

anxiously, shaking her head. "Then the rumors were

Alex demanded

fair. Whenever someone crosses them, they force them

"This

Pel-he's known as the

ver

two hundred people in that

of the Guise

clenched in fury. “So, they abuse their power

Lyra

grimly. "Some people