The Almighty Dominance

Alex stood in silence, caught between two sides-on one end, the Kingstons, and on the other, Sophia and Lyra.

All he wanted was peace, but they were pulling each other apart, and he didn't know where to place his support.

"Alex," Lyra said urgently, "the Kingstons are attacking us through the media, through the people, every way they can. They want Charles to become Governor of Paris."

"We've done nothing wrong, yet they're striking at us nonstop. Can you help us? You're our only hope."

Her voice cracked with desperation. "If we can't stop them, we'll die, Alex. I'll give you my body if that's what it takes. Just give us the Lexington family's support."

"Fine," Alex finally broke his silence. "I don't have the miracle pill, but I can treat him myself."

Deep down, he knew the truth-this country needed stability above all else.

He would not allow it to collapse into civil war, not now, not when the Kingstons and Sophia with Lyra were already standing on the razor's edge of war.

"Thank you, Alex," Lyra blurted out, almost too quickly. Then, with a sly twist, she added, "I didn't know you wanted my body that badly. I'm always ready for you.” "Forget that,” Alex snapped. "No one wants your body." He cut the call.

Lyra stared at the phone, her pride stinging.

"That hurt, you bastard," she muttered.

She turned to Sophia, still smarting. "Sophia, don't you think I have a sexy body? How could that stupid man not want me? It hurts!"

Sophia had overheard the entire call.

"Will it be okay to let Alex handle this?" Sophia asked quietly, doubt heavy in her voice. "We'll owe him more than we can repay."

"Damn it, Sophia," Lyra groaned, collapsing onto the sofa with a heavy thud. "Look at us—we're beautiful women. He's a gentleman. Saving two desperate women like us—that's practically written into his job description."

Sophia's frown deepened. "Still... it feels wrong. We're leaning on him too much."

Lyra's laugh cut the air, sharp and bitter. "Wrong? Please. The media will eat it up -a hero rescuing two gorgeous women. And if the price is our bodies? Then so be it."

She shrugged, as if offering herself was nothing. "If he asked for a threesome, I wouldn't say no. It'd be a new experience for him."

Sophia rolled her eyes. "You're insane, Lyra."

"I'm not insane," Lyra shot back, her sneer sharp. "We're governors now. We're rich, envied. If the price is a night of passion, that's still a profit."

"Lyra, you sound like a cheap whore," Sophia said coldly.

Lyra leaned in, her eyes flashing.

"Cheap whores sell themselves for a few bucks. Foolish whores give themselves for love and walk away with nothing. But me? I'm no whore-I'm a lady. When I give my body, it's to secure power, to claim a state. There's nothing cheap about that."

Sophia stared at her, baffled by the twisted logic. "I'd rather give myself to a man I love."

Love?" Lyra burst out laughing, her voice

you, Sophia. That kind of poison kills love before it even

talk as if you understand love,"

man came to me and promised I'd never have to work again, all I'd have to do is love him? I'd do it. That's love, Sophia-real

"You're insane," Sophia snapped.

Lyra replied with a wide, almost playful smile. "When a man like Alex walks into my life, that's true

forget-Alex is poor," Sophia reminded

were truths better left

she kept it to herself. "Whatever you believe, Sophia, that's

through the clouds at top speed, racing back

the Prescott mansion, a young

his face lighting up with relief as Alex stepped

you. Please, come

But before they could reach Samuel's room, a broad figure

Frederick.

the way with his bulk, his eyes narrowing

like a boy to me. Are

Lawrence warned sharply. "This master

eyes fixed on Alex with cold disdain. "He looks

"Stop this, Frederick."

heavy arm and loomed over Alex. "According to the rules, we frisk anyone who enters. Hands

drew together,

closer. "Who the hell do you think you are, waltzing straight into the governor's room? You could

hardened. "You invite me here to heal your grandfather, yet treat me like a criminal. Is that how the Prescott family shows

you," Frederick shot back smugly. "You're a stranger, and strangers get searched.

go too far. I can vouch for him. If

then slapped Lawrence across the

left a red mark

can take

eyes narrowed, his

released a wave of aura-silent but

rigid, his eyes rolled back, and

a heavy thud.

his stinging cheek. "What...

don't know. Maybe karma caught him," Alex said coolly, his gaze lingering on Frederick's limp

arrogant could stand tall when, with just a flicker of power, he could have

second on him. Please, come inside," Lawrence urged, his voice tight

stepping

miracle pill isn't easy. The next batch won't be ready until

together. "If you don't have the pill, then why the hell did you

came to treat the patient," Alex

Benjamin's tone turned icy, his