The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 353

Chapter 353

When people started chanting, "Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!" Alex felt his pulse quicken.

He stared into Sophia's beautiful eyes, captivated by the soft glow on her flawless face.

He loved this woman with every fiber of his being, deeper than he'd ever loved anyone before.

But tonight, she was drunk, vulnerable, and worse-she was supposed to marry someone else in a matter of days.

As much as his heart begged him to kiss her right there, Alex knew he had to do the right thing.

"No," Alex whispered gently, fighting against his own desire.

Instead, he swept Sophia into his arms, lifting her gracefully in a princess carry.

Her delicate frame rested comfortably against his chest, sending warmth through his body.

"I'm taking you back," he said firmly, trying to ignore how good it felt to hold her so close.

Sophia struggled slightly, beating softly against his chest.

"Let me down, Alex! If you don't love me, don't touch me!"

Alex tightened his hold, ignoring her protests.

"I'm not letting you go," he said, stepping toward the street to hail a taxi.

The disappointed crowd around them groaned loudly, their hopes dashed by his refusal.

But Alex wasn't here to please them. His only concern was Sophia.

The taxi pulled up swiftly, and Alex gently placed Sophia in the back seat, intending to let her go alone.

But then he looked at her-her face flushed, eyes half-lidded, lost in a haze of alcohol and emotion.

She was vulnerable.

Too vulnerable. There was no way he could leave her like this, not tonight.

"Where are you headed?" asked the driver.

"The best hotel in Paris!" Sophia shouted drunkenly, leaning heavily against Alex.

"Four Seasons?" the driver clarified.

"Exactly!" Sophia yelled with determination.

Alex raised an eyebrow. "You're staying there?"

Sophia nodded, eyelids fluttering closed as she clung tightly to Alex's arm, refusing to let go.

The ride to the hotel was brief, the city lights passing swiftly.

As they arrived, Sophia stirred slightly and murmured, "Penthouse," barely awake yet holding tightly to Alex's hand.

Alex swept her into his arms once more, holding her in a protective princess carry as he stepped into the opulent lobby of the Four Seasons, every eye turning toward them as if the moment itself belonged in a storybook.

sir?" asked

"Penthouse," Alex replied evenly.

but someone canceled at

down at Sophia, who was now fast asleep, her

wondered bitterly if it was Gilbert who canceled, knowing Sophia

he said simply, handing it over

escorted them swiftly

laid Sophia gently onto the massive bed, the silvery moonlight casting an ethereal glow on her perfect

causing a painful ache in

out and softly caressed her

woman desperately, but fate seemed determined

he could give her was the tenderness of his unspoken affection. "Sleep well," he whispered softly, standing

step away, Sophia reached out, gripping his arm

just a little longer," she murmured

then sat beside her, letting her curl into

warmth seeped into his

whispered softly,

there was no tomorrow would you

vast window, the moon casting

longing filled

quietly, his voice heavy

marry me?" Sophia asked, voice fragile

the plan," Alex sighed, brushing

then it tore us apart." Sophia smiled softly,

you clearly. But I don't remember

chuckled gently, though his heart squeezed at her

not," she protested softly,

remember waking up beside you that first night we met... I remember everything. And if I can still remember that, then I'm

surrendering to the

not drunk. Maybe I'm the one who's

arms gently around her, a comforting

that perfect moment, nothing else

though the world had finally stopped fighting against

two souls tangled in

gentle patterns across Alex's chest,

are

out into the darkness, feeling her warmth pressed against him, then

"Me? I'm a king."

giggled softly, the sound warm and teasing. "You're drunk, Alex. Tell me,

faintly, "I fought and defeated the old king. That's

chin on his chest, eyes sparkling

enough. You're certainly good in

laughter quieted suddenly, replaced by intense

face hovered mere inches from his,

if you're really a king, a soldier, or the greatest

you are. Can

shimmering eyes, confusion

"What do you mean?"

shook slightly,

a woman hopelessly in love with you. Will you dare love

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