The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 390

Lord Moretti didn't answer Alex.

He acted as if he hadn't even seen him. With a flick of his hand, he declared, "Tonight's business is over. Everyone out-unless you want to die here."

The room froze. Customers turned pale.

Everyone knew the stories-when Lord Moretti cleared a club, it wasn't just an order.

It was a warning. Too often, people left in body bags simply because they didn't move fast enough.

The crowd broke into a rush, scrambling for the exits.

Panic echoed in their footsteps, every face certain Alex had just stepped into hell.

Within minutes, the place was empty. Surveillance cameras clicked off one by one, leaving nothing but silence and danger in the room.

In a corner, Mike and his friends huddled together, trembling. None dared move. They knew this had gone beyond a joke.

Lord Moretti turned toward his father.

"Father, leave this to me. What I'm about to do will be brutal, and I don't want you to see the blood. Take the others and go."

Leo's face was tight with rage. "Son, he's hit me more than once. Give him a lesson, son. I want one of his arms."

"Of course, Father. Of course," Moretti replied, his eyes dark. "Now go."

Leo sneered at Alex as he backed away. "My son is here now. You should be pissing yourself. You'll see hell tonight."

"Father, quickly-out!" Moretti barked, shoving him toward the door, afraid Alex might snap at any moment.

Mike and the others were already ashen, sweat dripping down their temples.

They all knew what it meant to be left alone with Lord Moretti-the man took pleasure in torment.

As he advanced, several of them fell to their knees.

“Lord Moretti, I did nothing wrong! Please, let me go!"

"We were only having fun! We didn't know Mike was stirring up trouble!"

"Please, sir, forgive us. Take Mike's arm if you must, but leave us out of it. We'll

even hold him down for you!" one added desperately.

Moretti's voice cracked like a whip. "All of you—except Mike get out!"

hesitated, stunned. One stammered, "Are... are you sure,

maybe I should keep you here instead. Take all

blanched to the color

the hell

didn't wait for another word. They bolted so fast they

as Mike made for the door, Moretti's hand shot out like a snake, clamping

voice low and dangerous. "We need

legs buckled. His scream tore through the silence. "Please! Please, Lord Moretti-I'm your lawyer! Don't take my arm, I

the grand nightclub

had been a lively night turned into an empty battlefield. Only three men

Sit down," Moretti

stammered, nodding frantically, his

bow. "Sir, I've secured Mike for you. You may question him here, or I can

man who feared no one, the butcher

Alex? Something

gaze cold and

now you manage his

his eyes locked on Alex.

it. This was the man

Moretti

cracking against Mike's cheek. The sound echoed through the

cling to your so-called attorney's code, do it with your

out, his voice breaking like a beaten dog.

"How much money did Guise put up to

ruthless lord of

stared at the

Moretti-the monster every child feared

executioner of underworkame,

Alex like

Moretti bowed to him, then Alex must be something

dollars,"

frowned, his voice sharp. "That much? How could he

for other

it,” Alex said coldly. "All of it.

a secret he had sworn to guard

eyes told him the choice was already

money's in Bitcoin,"

by a

a code.

approve to release it. I'm

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