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needed a younger, stronger leader to carry it into a modern era of weapons and technology instead of clinging to outdated agriculture, the people ignored him.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.

the old Jose unable to

lion with no

before him, staring into those weary old

the Chief's pistol and leveled it at

the trigger-but he didn't aim to

that the old man no longer had the courage to finish

sneered, grinning

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

am still your Governor, Bernard!" Jose roared, his voice

laugh rang out, sharp and cruel. He turned to the

He pointed a gun at me, interfered with the

a sly

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

granddaughter. "And don't forget the girl. She killed William and wounded Lucia. That blood is

barked his

take that young

frail

all bark and no

Then it happened.

through the hall-louder

from his nose as he crashed to

The silence was

hand still raised. He had slapped the Vice

Governor!" the Chief of Police shouted,

react, Alex turned and delivered another open-handed blow -this time across the Chief's

stumbled back, humiliated

Chief of Police!" he sputtered, clutching his cheek. "How

off, snapping his

drew back,

a storm, his hands striking faster

a slap so brutal

they collapsed, unconscious, sprawled on the floor like broken

and the Chief remained upright, both staring in

"You bastard!" Bernard spat.

another strike, the slap ringing out like

the Chief tried

teeth

they tried to rise,

crawling, bruised and beaten, forced to

to argue, who gave no speeches, who dealt only in merciless

turned to

protect Josephine. I'm taking her with me. And you'll never see her again.

Josephine's hand, dragging her past the Governor without a

voice breaking. "I can

even protect

alone. Don't drag

into your grave."

hit harder than

heart clenched-because Alex was

old, worn down, a man who dreamed only of