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 bedroom door

face. What replaced it was cold, focused

the living room, one of his Kingswell agents

hotel manager. He's the one who unlocked the door

tried to intimidate

carefully-I warned you. The man behind this is powerful.

If I report

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

The manager laughed mockingly.

girlfriend? She's your death sentence. Drop her and run if

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

chuckled darkly. "Piss

should be begging me for forgiveness, dragging me here like this," the manager spat

report this, you're both

your friend

table and

manager's wrist, forcing his hand

hell are you doing?" the manager shouted, panic rising. "You don't

and brought it crashing down

in agony, collapsing to

to be," Alex hissed dangerously. "I'm not in the

the manager

governor's son, you bastard! Once he finds out what you've

from the hotel security

Alex growled, grabbing the hotel manager by the shoulders with iron

toward the

city stretched far below in dizzying

said coldly, his voice as sharp as

leaned closer, eyes

for Gilbert Guise-letting him lay a finger on Sophia-was the

bad, you apologize. You beg for forgiveness.

defiance flashing in his eyes like a fool lighting a match

"Mistake?" he spat.

who slept with Gilbert's fiancée. If anyone needs to

slowly, disgust etched

communication problem. So let me make

closer, eyes locked and

ass through this window. And if I do? get

way to

out a dry, arrogant laugh. "You

finished the

launched him with

hit the window like a battering ram-glass shattered with a deafening roar, fragments catching the light like falling

Then came silence.

into the open sky, fifty

in terror as the wind tore past him and death raced to

the wind rushed past and death closed in, a mocking thought flashed through the manager'

games,

Alex stared through the shattered opening,

with dark regret.