The Almighty Dominance

Bernard F. Peterson was the Vice Governor of Vinland State.

At fifty, he was still considered young for a politician, and his ambition burned hotter than ever-he wanted the Governor's seat.

But that dream never found its flame.

Jose, the old but unshakable Governor, still held the people's hearts.

Every time Bernard tried to convince the public that Vinland needed a younger, stronger leader to carry it into a modern era of weapons and technology instead of clinging to outdated agriculture, the people ignored him.

Only the restless younger generation listened.

"William, you'd make a fine Governor," Bernard told him again and again. "Your father is old. You should ask him to retire early."

He never missed a chance to feed William's ambition, whispering poison into his ear, urging him toward the throne.

But Bernard knew the truth-William was useless.

Ambitious, yes, but stupid, a fool with no brains.

That made William the perfect fool-a pawn Bernard could use to strike against his own father.

He worked from every angle-pressuring William through friends, planting a woman as his fake lover, feeding him poisonous ideas, even whispering that Jose might have to be killed.

So William could take the Governor's seat faster.

The plan was simple: if William killed Jose, Bernard would accuse him of murdering his own father and use it as the perfect excuse to eliminate him.

Then Bernard would rise as the rightful Governor.

He had been sharpening this scheme for years.

But fate twisted the game. William died first.

For Bernard, this wasn't a loss—it was an opening.

With William gone, Jose stood without an heir.

And now, the path to power finally looked clear.

But the news from his bribed nurse at Jose's station crushed that fantasy.

Jose had a granddaughter.

Real or not, it didn't matter-she stood in his way. And so, Bernard made his

move.

He called the Chief of Police.

"Find the girl. Bring her to me. Before she even thinks of succeeding Jose, she must be eliminated."

Bernard knew Jose would rage, but what could the old man do?

He was frail, diminished, a shadow of his former self.

bloody once, the old Jose unable to fight back, only firing warning shots to

grown weak-a lion with no teeth, capable

Bernard stood before him, staring into those

and desperate, Jose snatched the Chief's pistol and leveled it at Bernard's

Jose pulled the trigger-but

old man

Bernard sneered, grinning

finished. Too old, too broken. It's time to

still your Governor, Bernard!" Jose

out, sharp and

the police in their duty. Tell

a

not above the law. You took a police weapon, attempted to shoot your Vice Governor. This raises serious questions about your fitness to

girl. She killed William and wounded

Police barked his command,

that

Jose roared, raising his pistol, his frail

That old man is all bark and no bite. He's nothing but an obstacle to

Then it happened.

crack echoed through the

blood spraying from his nose as he

eye turned. The silence was

there, his hand still raised. He had slapped the Vice Governor across

Vice Governor!" the Chief of Police

and delivered another open-handed blow -this

man stumbled back, humiliated and

Police!" he sputtered, clutching his

off,

four officers drew back, enraged,

moved like a storm, his hands

a slap so

unconscious, sprawled on the floor like

the Chief remained upright,

"You bastard!" Bernard spat.

silenced him with another strike,

or the Chief

teeth spilled onto the

rise, he

crawling, bruised and beaten, forced to their knees, staring at him

had never faced a man who refused to argue, who gave no

turned

with me. And you'll never see her again. You're not

Josephine's hand, dragging her past the Governor without

voice breaking.

can't even protect yourself. If you want

alone. Don't

into your grave."

hit harder

clenched-because Alex

man who dreamed only of