The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 355

"Sophia!" Alex burst into the room, his voice sharp with panic.

"What the hell happened to you?"

"Don't come any closer!" she screamed, terror in her voice.

"If Gilbert finds out you're here he'll kill you!"

Alex didn't stop. He crossed the room in seconds, eyes burning, fury barely held in check.

He swept her into his arms, holding her like something precious and broken, and carried her to the bed.

"Put me down! Get out, Alex!" she sobbed, fighting against him with what little strength she had left.

Her body shook with pain-real, raw pain-and her cries hit him like knives. Each tear was a trigger, every tremble fueled the fire inside him.

"You're hurt, Sophia. Let me help you."

"Don't be kind to me," she whispered through tears. "Just go. Please. You cannot be here."

But he wasn't going anywhere.

Alex's eyes scanned her bruised arms, the swollen mess of her face, the blood trickling from a wound on her head.

Rage and helplessness warred in his chest.

Without a word, he pulled out his golden acupuncture needles and began placing them carefully along her neck and head, each touch filled with a precision that belied his boiling anger.

Almost instantly, Sophia's eyelids grew heavy, and she slipped into a deep, restorative sleep.

He moved quickly, expertly placing needles around each bruised area, helping to relieve pain and speed recovery.

He rushed to the bathroom, grabbing a comprehensive first-aid kit from the cabinet.

Returning swiftly, he began carefully stitching her wound, placing seven precise stitches.

Once finished, he covered her gently with a soft blanket, watching her peaceful face for a brief, intense moment.

"You're safe now. And I swear-whoever did this will regret breathing."

Then Alex turned away, his eyes blazing with suppressed fury as he grabbed his phone, making rapid, urgent calls.

As he paced, he stared out the expansive penthouse window, his rage burning hotter with every passing second.

It was rare for Alex to lose control, but this was Sophia-every wound inflicted on her cut him a hundred times deeper.

If he had been attacked, he wouldn't feel half this fury.

But Sophia was different.

She was his heart-vulnerable, breakable, and more precious than anything he'd ever known.

Then his phone buzzed.

One message.

His jaw tightened.

last look, and quietly shut the

it was cold, focused fury-a storm barely contained

Kingswell agents shoved a pale,

the hotel manager. He's the one

manager immediately tried to

carefully-I warned you. The man

while you still can. If I report you, you're

stared him down, icy and dangerous. "I'll leave once

The manager laughed mockingly.

death sentence. Drop

life. If you knew who you're dealing with, you'd already have pissed

Alex chuckled

for forgiveness, dragging me here like

report this, you're

with chilling calm. "Seems your friend has made

the table and gave

the Kingswell agent seized the manager's wrist,

you doing?" the manager shouted,

heavy crystal ashtray from the table and brought

agony, collapsing to his

things harder than they need to be," Alex

the manager

he finds out what you've done to his woman,

has your face from the hotel security cameras. You're dead-you

does everything have to be so damn difficult?" Alex growled, grabbing the hotel manager by the

toward the penthouse's towering glass window,

stretched far

Alex said coldly,

closer, eyes narrowing with controlled

Gilbert Guise-letting him lay a finger on Sophia-was the worst mistake of your miserable life. You

bad, you apologize. You beg

defiance flashing in his eyes like a fool lighting a match

"Mistake?" he spat.

with Gilbert's fiancée. If anyone needs to

slowly, disgust etched clearly on his

So let me make it

stepped in closer, eyes

pathetic ass through this window. And if I do? get

your way

out a dry,

finished

with a single, brutal

body hit the window like a battering ram-glass shattered with a deafening

Then came silence.

into the open sky, fifty stories above the ground,

the wind tore past him and

death closed in,

games, win

stared through the shattered opening,

with dark regret.