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.

the air. Children screamed. Josephine

faster. He appeared in front of her, his hand

bullet stopped against his palm, crushed between his fingers. In the

into the thug's hand, sending the gun clattering to the

us!" the thug spat,

you even know who we are? We're with the Chicago Outfit! My name's Max Capone.

The crowd gasped.

Capone? The

even the security team turned pale

name.

Chicago Outfit. A mafia empire that hid behind "security firms" while running every illegal racket under the

for their brutality, their reach,

name alone was enough

machine, a criminal dynasty spreading far beyond Chicago, swallowing city

Vancouver had fallen under

they've rented the entire park. You're not allowed

through the blood

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

that meant. Nobody

and Josephine stood in silence, their

undimmed. "What's wrong? Scared now? You know who

course," Alex

The thug flew backward, his entire body rolling across

in outrage. "Do you have any

toward him, his voice

because you wear that name, you think you can bully us and we're not allowed to fight back? Who gave you that authority? The

fury, his pride

had he been treated like

moment he revealed who he was, men dropped to their knees, begging

Max

disrespects 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 crawl for the

the distance, calm and unshaken. "So you're saying anyone who defies the Chicago Outfit must pay the

Fear flickered in his eyes, but he forced himself to

your life before my people arrive, and maybe I'll let

untouchable? Remember this saying-man is not what he thinks he is, he

Max's face again, sending

spat blood, clutching his jaw.

here, you'll be

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

Max's shoulder like an

the park. No need to

trembled

her tone. She knew the

Outfit wasn't just another gang. Their reputation was

feared across entire

worry," Alex said with

only going to have a

A gentleman's conversation, with attitude, morals, and honor Like civilized people

Giselle's birthday-make it

unforgettable." s

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