The Almighty Dominance

Alfred Kingston sat frozen in his office chair, staring at the blank screen in disbelief.

His access to the Kingswell website had been denied-locked out completely.

No matter how many times he refreshed, the result was the same. Every trace of his authority had vanished.

He had been expelled from the Kingswell organization, his authority stripped away as if the King himself had personally cast him aside.

Cold dread spread through his chest. He grabbed his phone and dialed his superior, his voice trembling when the line clicked.

"Sir... can you tell me what's happened to my Kingswell account? Is this some kind of backend error?"

"Alfred Kingston." The voice on the other end was heavy, deliberate, crushing.

"You should count yourself lucky. You've served His Majesty faithfully, and you've done well as governor. But what you've been doing with Kingswell's authority lately is unacceptable."

Alfred swallowed hard. "What do you mean, Sir? I don't understand."

"Kingswell was built to be the King's eyes and hands," the superior said.

"To protect the people. To expose corrupt governors and crooked officials. But you... you've twisted it."

"You used Kingswell to dig into Sophia's affairs. You spread lies to Paris State, smearing her name. Propaganda for your own gain. Using the King's power like it's your private weapon."

Sweat trickled down Alfred's temples. He had never dreamed they'd uncover his

moves.

"Sir, I did this for the King-for a greater purpose."

"Really?" The superior's voice carried a bitter edge of amusement. "How exactly is that?"

"Sophia isn't fit to govern Paris," Alfred insisted, his voice rising with desperation.

"She has no experience, no real knowledge. She'll bring ruin. I was doing my duty —making sure she didn't create more trouble."

"Alfred," the man cut him off sharply, "do you take me for a fool? We know everything."

"You've been scheming with Logan Rothwell of Manhattan, trying to force your son into Paris State's seat-believing he could seize Guise's legacy by killing Alex. Don't forget-nothing is hidden from the King's eyes."

Alfred's chest tightened. "Sir, I swear... I only wanted what's best for the country."

A dry laugh echoed through the line. "For the country? Don't insult me. This isn't patriotism. It's greed-and it's eating you alive. And you dare dress it up as service to the realm?"

His laughter cut short, replaced by a voice that chilled Alfred to the bone. "Pathetic."

"Does this mean..." Alfred hesitated, each word dragged out like lead, "the King has taken Sophia's side in the Paris State case?"

"Listen carefully, Alfred. The King doesn't care who governs as long as the people are cared for."

at Sophia, and now the people believe the King stands behind your personal vendetta. That alone proves you unfit. And that is exactly why you've been

I believe my son, Charles, has the right to govern. Gilbert Guise's last will promised that all -his legacy, even Paris itself-would go to the one who avenged him, to the one

guidance since childhood. He's stronger, sharper -far more worthy than Sophia to

move against a state, even to place your son over Paris,

without cause, especially while Charles has not yet secured Gilbert Guise's legacy

voice dropped to a whisper. "So... His Majesty has withdrawn his favor

governor of Los Angeles. The people like you enough that the King allows

well. I will accept it." He ended

later, rage

shoved his desk over with a violent

the overturned table, his voice breaking into

he think he is—God Himself, ruler of the heavens? I serve the people, not

office, breathless. "Sir, I heard commotion-did

snapped, his voice

a report. Kelly Kingston has been removed from Vermont. Jericho Kane

face twisted with fury, his eyes

eyes. Without another word, she backed out and shut the door

desk, shattering wood and splintering drawers,

venom. "Damn you, King! You dare do this to me? If you want an enemy, then congratulations-you've made

cut until my

a hidden chamber, Alex watched

stood beside him, silent until the curses

him that ungrateful bastardl remember when he was nothing more

Kingston keep Vancouver, and even allowed Kelly Kingston to hold Vermont. And now he dares spit in

the reason,

the screen gave him

greed until

was forgotten. In the

created my own enemy."

belongs to s

money changed him. Now he's hungry for more-his eyes are

me to crush him?" Samuel

Alex shook his head slowly. "He may be ungrateful, but

like him aren't easy

what do you

him in

back to the screen, watching Alfred pace like a

ambition doesn't

followed your command,"

tell me

she wasn't killed.

Hospital."

nodded.