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!"

stunned. One stammered, "Are...

narrowed, his tone turning cold. "You know, maybe I should

the

get the hell

another word. They bolted so fast

door, Moretti's hand shot out like a

stay, Mike," he said, his voice low and

silence. "Please! Please, Lord

bolted, leaving the grand nightclub stripped to silence and

been a lively night turned into an empty battlefield. Only three men remained-Lord Moretti,

Sit down,"

his body trembling like a trapped

Alex and gave a slight bow. "Sir, I've secured Mike for you. You may question him here, or I can deliver him

man who feared no one, the butcher of the

Something was horribly

gaze cold and sharp. "I

you manage

locked on Alex. Terror ripped through him like ice in his

This was the

him," Moretti

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

it with your life. I'll strip you of that

voice breaking like a beaten dog. "I'll talk I'lII

Alex's voice was ice. "How much money did Guise

Alex, every movement slow and deliberate, the ruthless lord of the underworld now moving with the humility of

stared at the sight,

his gut. Lord Moretti-the

executioner of underworkame,

for Alex like a

then Alex must be something

billion dollars,"

How could he

money for other

Alex said coldly. "All of it. Tell me how to take

This was a secret he had sworn

look at Moretti's murderous eyes told him the choice

money's in Bitcoin,"

a code.

a code.

approve to release it. I'm

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