The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 439

Alex didn't spare Heinrich a glance.

Instead, he swept Sofina into his arms-in a tender princess hold-lifting her effortlessly, as if she weighed nothing at all. He held her the way a man carries something sacred, something too precious to ever let touch the ground.

Gasps rippled through the hall as he held her close against his chest, her hair brushing his jaw, her heartbeat trembling against his own.

He looked down at her, eyes soft, voice low and certain.

"My wife," he murmured, every word wrapped in warmth, "let's leave this place. There's nothing worth hearing here-only the noise of those who never knew what love feels like."

Sofina's face burned crimson. No one had ever held her like this-so fiercely, yet so gently. Her heart pounded against his chest, wild and trembling.

Her arms instinctively wrapped around his neck as he carried her through the stunned crowd, his strength steady, his presence unshakable.

She was drunk-intoxicated not by wine, but by the relief and warmth of his embrace. Every heartbeat, every breath against his chest made her feel more alive than she ever had before.

In that suspended moment, the world fell away. There was no hall, no voices, no stares-only them.

His heartbeat against hers, her breath trembling in his arms, and the feeling of being not owned, but found.

"Stop right there, Alex!" Katarina's scream tore through the air. "Don't you dare walk away from me, you pathetic dog!"

Alex kept moving.

The others laughed loudly. "Looks like Katarina's dog finally took back his power the day he learned to say no."

Katarina roared! "You bastard of the Saint-Claire line-how dare you divorce me! Want me to shoot you in both legs like the last time so you never try to leave again?"

He didn't so much as glance back.

"Stop, you—” Katarina shrieked, voice cracking, but whatever hold and chains she'd built over him in those three years had snapped. It wouldn't hold now.

The crowd laughed, sharp and hungry at her collapse. Some spoke with cruel pleasure.

"Look at her-so angry she's lost all grace."

"Feelings are weakness," another sneered. "She's ugly with rage."

"Security!" Katarina roared, her fury echoing through the marble hall. “Take them

down! Kill that dog-no mutt that bites its master deserves to live!"

But by the time the securities reacted, Alex and Sofina had already slipped through the entrance and into the cold, open night.

The street was empty—no cars, no escorts-only silence and the silver glow of the moon. Sofina had arrived by flying taxi; now there was nothing waiting for them.

Alex glanced at her, a faint smile touching his lips. Then, without a word, he tightened his hold and launched into the sky.

The wind tore around them as he soared upward, his body cutting through the clouds like a streak of light.

the doors seconds later, scanning the skies

shouted. "He's already airborne-looks like he's using a

to chase him!"

don't have that model," another guard admitted

flying car,

hall only. We can't leave our post. I recommend contacting

the marble halls as

city, Sofina clung to Alex's arm, the wind whipping her hair, the moon shining pale against their

him with worry.

glancing

tortured you," she said quietly.

heals. No matter

"It's you I'm worried about," he said quietly. "Heinrich wounded more than your pride-he hurt your heart.

ache that had haunted her chest seemed

don't feel any pain at all. But I'm scared, Alex... I have nothing.

whispered, his voice low and unwavering. "Even after death, as long as you love

softening her lips as

doesn't need a reason-it simply exists, and

glowing skyline- then

sign below them read Eden Hotel-the most luxurious hotel in

"This is Eden Hotel! It's the most expensive place in the city. Even Heinrich wouldn't

a calm smile. "Then where should

"I... I got evicted from my apartment. I couldn't pay the rent. I

The glass doors shimmered as scanners swept over them in soft blue

and Miss Sofina," said the building's

disbelief. "Alex... you-how is

quiet grin, the city lights reflecting in his

enormous- glass walls, sleek furniture, and equipment so advanced it looked more like a private lab than

walked straight to the kitchen, loosening his suit

shirt clung just enough to reveal the lean, sculpted lines

turned her gaze away, her cheeks flushing a deep

his tone warm, almost teasing. "Let me make you

something out of the future—rows of

serve.

"You don't need to cook. These

smiled faintly, pulling open a

glancing over his shoulder

it. No warmth. Too cold for humans

the most

people survive without love. I don't. I live for it for the feeling the care, the joy It brings. If it makes

moved with quiet confidence,

with practiced hands.

intoxicating. Finally, he turned and placed a small plate before

staring at the warm, delicate

lava cake," Alex said,

meals were all about efficiency-nutrients, vitamins, and fuel.