The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 404

"You woman," one of the thugs sneered as he stepped forward, his eyes crawling over her.

"Pretty face, but I didn't know you had claws. Makes me wonder how wild you'd be in bed-"

He didn't get to finish. Josephine's kick slammed into his groin, folding him in half with a strangled cry.

"Don't you dare say filth like that in front of children," she snapped.

"You bitch!" another thug barked, lunging to grab her arm.

But Josephine wasn't the same girl she used to be.

She had spent countless nights forging her body in silence, mastering the flow of inner energy Alex had passed down to her.

The world seemed to slow down in her eyes. She saw every twitch, every step before it came.

Her palm cracked across the man's face with a thunderclap.

He crumpled to the ground, unconscious before he even hit the pavement.

"Get her!" their leader roared.

Josephine didn't hesitate.

She had always loved fighting back against bullies, but this—this was different.

Power surged inside her like an endless storm.

Josephine couldn't help but smile.

'I am the tempest, I am the flame.'

Every strike exploded with force. Her fists, her kicks, even her elbows sent grown

men flying as if they'd been hit by speeding trucks.

The children nearby watched wide-eyed, then burst into cheers.

"Sister Josephine, you're amazing!"

"Beat those bad men! You're our hero!"

"You're my idol, Sister Jo!"

She fought through twenty men without slowing, her movements sharp, brutal, unstoppable.

In minutes, the ground was littered with groaning bodies.

Security finally arrived with the park staff.

One officer stepped forward. "Miss, we'll take it from here."

"They're all yours," Josephine said, brushing hair from her face with a faint smile.

But before the thugs could be hauled away, one man staggered up, hate burning in his eyes. "Go to hell!" he roared, pulling a pistol from his waistband.

air. Children screamed. Josephine froze-too

in front

his palm, crushed between his fingers. In the same motion,

smashed into the thug's hand, sending the gun

us!" the thug spat, clutching his

Outfit! My

The crowd gasped.

Capone?

froze. The guards, the staff, even

name.

Chicago Outfit. A mafia empire that hid behind "security

their reach,

Capone-the name alone was enough

built the Outfit into a ruthless machine, a criminal dynasty spreading far beyond Chicago,

fallen under

rented the entire

through the blood dripping from his

for their little party? They still need permission from the Chicago Outfit. We own this area! No celebration happens without

uneasily, knowing full well what that meant. Nobody crossed the Outfit without paying

and Josephine stood in silence, their expressions

now? You know who I am. You know what comes next,

Alex said

Max's face. The thug

in outrage. "Do you have any idea what you're doing? You're challenging the Chicago Outfit right

toward him,

think you can bully us and we're not allowed to fight back? Who gave you that authority? The King of the world?" His open

trembled with fury, his pride

life had

was, men dropped to their knees, begging for mercy. But this man-this Alex-dared to

Max screamed,

the Chicago Outfit without paying the price! You've slapped me again and again. I swear I'll make you pay with your legs. You'll

calm and unshaken. "So you're saying anyone who defies the

Fear flickered in his eyes, but he forced himself to

Max snarled. "Kneel now. Beg for your life before my people arrive, and maybe I'll let

this saying-man is not what he thinks he

boot crashed into Max's face

clutching his

you'll be

people are coming here? Good," Alex said coldly,

shoulder

finish this outside the park. No need to frighten the

voice trembled as she stepped

She knew the

wasn't just another gang. Their reputation

feared across

worry," Alex said with an

to have a little

his people. A gentleman's conversation, with attitude, morals, and

Giselle's birthday-make it

unforgettable." s

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