The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 352

Sophia opened her mouth, but the words froze in her throat.

She had tried countless times to confess everything, but each time she failed.

She knew Alex was strong, but what good was strength when your enemy could bring two men with guns to finish the job?

Life wasn't fair-it never was.

It wasn't a fair fight in some arena where you squared off one-on-one.

Gilbert had hundreds of killers at his disposal, waiting for his signal.

The most painful part was knowing Alex's heart. Once he learned the truth, he wouldn't hesitate to put himself in danger for her.

He would foolishly become Gilbert's enemy, rushing headlong toward death.

And it would all be her fault.

All Sophia wanted was for Alex to live a peaceful life.

If she had to bear his hatred, become his enemy, and carry that torment to her grave, she would accept it gladly.

Yet, Sophia wondered bitterly, would Alex miss her after she was gone?

Would he ever realize the terrible truth behind her sacrifice?

No-he would probably just hate her forever.

"How are things with Jasmine?"

Alex stared at her in disbelief.

He shook his head, frustration etched deep into his features.

"Sophia, I don't know what sick game you're playing, but I'm damn tired of it."

He snatched a cheap beer from the table, popped the cap off roughly, and drank it down angrily.

"If you must know," he snapped, deliberately trying to hurt her, "Jasmine and I are doing great. We've even talked about getting married."

His words pierced Sophia like a knife. A sharp, unbearable pain clenched around her heart.

She thought she was prepared for anything-even death-but hearing Alex say he would marry Jasmine was too much.

Jealousy and despair surged through her veins, clouding her thoughts.

Without a word, she yanked a chair back, snatched the beer bottle off the table, and poured herself a full glass.

She downed it in one angry gulp, her hand trembling.

Alex stared, baffled. "What the hell are you doing?"

"I'm thirsty—can't you see that?" she snapped, her eyes sharp with defiance.

She poured another glass, her movements quick and unsteady, and drank it down in one furious gulp.

But the bitter liquid did nothing to ease the storm raging inside her, so she immediately poured another.

"Hey! That's my beer!" Alex protested, reaching for the bottle.

"So what?" Sophia spat back harshly, mocking him openly.

"Are you seriously this pathetic over one beer? Owner! Bring us more bottles- he's paying!"

The street food keeper quickly obliged, delighted by the sudden request.

More bottles appeared on the table, and Sophia drank fiercely, determined to numb her pain.

at her, frustration

he growled, grabbing another beer and gulping

sip desperate and fierce, as

a while, only tense silence lingered between them, punctuated by

military had long since cleared away the bodies, and over time, people began to forget what

and the street food

wonderful woman. She really cares about you. But you know, you two come from different worlds. You'll have to work damn hard to catch up

coldly, his eyes

better than me. Maybe you're the one who should

of his words deeper than she'd

another

suddenly, her eyes flashed

Rich man, rich woman-perfect match! And maybe you and I should have gotten married. Then neither of

his fist clenched, nearly slamming the table in

her, scream at her, demand she explain what twisted

truly understand a woman like

really understand

flushed deep

was drunk-no

palm against the table

He nearly jumped

her empty glass toward him,

you sit there and make a woman pour her

Every instinct told him to storm away and leave her to

saw her flushed face, wild eyes, and

the bottle

drained it in one

the empty glass

Alex-do you like me or

struggling to control the storm inside him. "You're drunk, Sophia. Let's not do

her voice rose sharply, slicing through the

to you, Alex! You had the nerve to sleep with

your child and now you can't even

area turned sharply

crowd as accusing eyes burned into Alex,

head spin with embarrassment.

onlookers, hands raised

had too

her chair,

yelled, glaring daggers at

asking you plainly: Do

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being such a spineless coward! If you truly have feelings forme, declare

them nodded vigorously, urging Alex

desperately, waving

street food owner approached with

advice from me. If

back. Life is short-regrets last

Sophia shouted triumphantly, her voice

Alex! If you dared to take me, then you should damn

love me!"

"Sophia, enough. I'm calling you

Sophia screamed, tears suddenly pouring down her

that you

the walls closing

to table. He bent closer, voice strained. Sophia, please lower your

them stare!" Sophia shouted, spinning around

to admit he loves

foot in that

burned

the hell did