The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 442

The King looked at Sofina and exhaled heavily. "You know this already, Fina. I've tried to give you three years. But even if I agree, your mother won't."

"Father," Sofina said softly. "If you agree, nothing else matters."

Before the King could answer, another voice cut through the line-sharp, commanding.

"I don't agree!" Felicia said. Her mother had joined the call. "Sofina, you will marry

the man I choose."

"Mother," Sofina shot back, her tone trembling but fierce.

"I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will."

"You're my daughter," Felicia snapped, her tone sharp with authority. "You will do as I say."

Sofina met her gaze. "Father already agreed. I'm marrying Alex-and if he doesn't divorce me within a year, he'll become my permanent husband."

Felicia turned toward the King and knelt, her posture dripping with false respect. "My Lord, have you already accepted Sofina's request?"

Sofina quickly stepped in. "Father, please. This is for your daughter's happiness. After this, I'll never ask for anything again. If he divorces me, I'll marry any man you or Mother choose-even an old one."

The King of Prussia-ruler of billions, master of an empire-could command armies with a word.

But in front of his daughter, his heart softened.

Felicia was never his lover-just a vessel chosen to bear his child through artificial insemination. It was duty, not love.

The King had ordered it himself. His advisors secretly selected women to carry his bloodline and preserve his legacy. Out of nearly a hundred, only a few succeeded.

Felicia was one of them-kept hidden, bound to silence. The only one he truly cared about was Sofina-his blood, his weakness.

Felicia knew that too well. Her tone shifted-calculated, venom hidden under courtesy.

"My Lord, if Sofina insists on marrying this man of her choice, then I have one condition. She must live with my family for one year and she cannot reveal her connection to you. Not a word."

The King's eyes darkened. He was the sharpest mind in Prussia, and he understood exactly what she was plotting.

Felicia would use that year to tear the marriage apart from within. She wanted her daughter married to a marquis or a count-someone with power and title. A nobody like Alex was never part of her plan.

After a long pause, his voice came low and measured. "Alright, Felicia. I accept your condition."

He turned to Sofina, his gaze heavy. "You'll stay with your mother's family for one year. Only then will I agree to your terms."

"Father!" Sofina's voice cracked. "They'll try everything to tear him away from me. They'll humiliate him."

The King gave a faint, knowing smile. "If he truly loves you, as you say, nothing will break him. And remember, we tolerated your rebellion for three years already. This is the last year I will tolerate you."

Felicia's smile was sharp with victory. "In three days your grandmother's anniversary is here. You'll come, celebrate, and stay with me and your stepfather."

felt the trap close. Her voice was small. "I'll

room like a blade. "I'll end

her with a cold, unblinking stare. "You swore an oath. You will not

voice honeyed and precise. "Of course, my lord. They know nothing. They think Sofina's father

cost. If she blurted the truth, her whole family could be ruined, erased.

judge passing sentence. "Then she stays with you until she's ready to reveal

away.

The call ended.

the bed in the dark, heartbeat loud in

"Eve."

"Yes, Miss Sofina?"

"Did you hear everything?"

recorded it, Miss Sofina. Every

me

sense things: your father's genuine love for you, and your mother's cold, surgical disdain. There's a

laugh. "I'm not

"Miss Sofina, may I shoot your mother if

her face. "I'll tell you when

sunlight spilled across the

gave her plate before she finally

"will you come with me to my mother's family estate? It's important to me, and

eyes warm. "Then I will," he said simply, smiling as

try to hurt you. You

his smile deepened, slow and

crumble and rivers dry,

days later, the Wolfsbane mansion blazed like a jewel against the night. Rows of flying lanterns lined the

pulsed with life-laughter, clinking glasses, the

home. Children, grandchildren, and their polished spouses swarmed the marble floors, each carrying gifts wrapped in

seemed perfumed with pride and

precision of a practiced speaker, "I present a regenerative nanocapsule therapy set.

the gleaming box down with ceremony. Cameras caught the Baroness's

Reactor," the young man announced proudly. "It produces

rippled through the

Reactor Crystals?" someone whispered.

royal families can't get

The Baroness Wolfsbane, surrounded by her elegant

the chandelier light as she waved off their praises. The atmosphere shimmered with wealth and celebration-until her sharp

"Sofina Scheinwald."

name dropped

you come back here,” the Baroness spat, her tone venomous. "You shame this family! Divorced by Heinrich Schiller like a fool-and you couldnt even keep him told you to bring that man into our family, and you

silent for a breath, then filled with murmurs and cruel smirks.

every eye burning into

a woman said sweetly, her smile edged like glass. "Honestly, what did you

Sofina had always been the black sheep, but now

relative sneered. "So, Sofina-did you even bring a gift for

fists. She hated being there. Every inch of that mansion-her mother's house-reeked