The Almighty Dominance

The Wolfsbane Mansion loomed in the distance. But Alex didn't head for the grand entrance.

Instead, he made his way to a smaller, weather-worn house tucked at the far-right wing of the estate-a place most people had forgotten existed.

Inside, chaos roared. The small house was alive with anger-the kind that had been brewing for years.

Sofina Scheinwald stood in the middle of it. Across from her, her mother Felicia raged, while her stepfather Albert and her half-sister Pauline hurled words like stones.

"Alex Saint-Claire-that loser! He's an embarrassment! If you don't divorce him now, your father might disown you! And your grandmother? She'll kick you out form here! Have you learned nothing from your mistake with Heinrich?"

Sofina didn't flinch. "Father will never disown me, you know, I am his only daughter. And I don't care about Grandmother."

"You-!" Felicia's hands trembled, her voice rising with fury.

"What's so special about that half-slave? Why can't you divorce him and marry Count Gustav? If you marry Gustav Klein, our entire family could finally hold our heads high!"

Albert joined in. "Your mother's right, Sofina! If you marry Gustav, we'll finally be back where we belong. Your grandmother will welcome you again-welcome all of us. We could move back to the main estate, live with dignity instead of rotting in this goddamn barn!"

"Enough." Sofina's voice cut through the air, cold and sharp. "Say whatever you want—I'm not divorcing Alex."

Her stepsister Pauline shot up from the couch, face flushed, eyes burning with rage. "God, Sofina, stop being such an asshole!"

"Because of you, we're stuck here suffering while the whole family laughs at us! My friends at school make fun of me every damn day-what more do you want? You've turned my whole life into hell! Stop thinking only about yourself! You're such a selfish bitch!"

"What's all the yelling about?" Alex stepped into the living room, his expression calm, almost bored. He stretching his arms with a lazy yawn. "Can't even get a moment of peace in this damn house."

Every face in the room turned toward him-glaring, hostile, burning with resentment.

"I thought you were already dead somewhere, you useless loser," his mother-in- law, Felicia, snapped, crossing her arms as her lips curled into a sneer. "Why are you even here? Get out of this house. You have no place here."

Alex nodded and took Sofina's hand, "My dear wife, if they're going to keep barking, maybe we should take the hint. They clearly don't want us here—so let's leave."

Sofina blinked, stunned. For a heartbeat, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He'd just handed her an escape—one she'd never dared to take before.

"You're right," she said quietly. "If my own mother doesn't want us here, we will walk out."

Felicia's face twisted with anger. "See that?!" she snapped. "He walks in here a minute and already turns you against your own family!"

regret. "Mother," he said softly, "I'm sorry for the

call me that. I don't want a son-in-law like you!" Felicia barked

enough. Have some decency-get out of our house before you ruin us

say that? Alex is your son-in-law! If you

Felicia and the others, and walked

that gesture meant. "Sofina!" Felicia shouted. "You promised your father you'd stay here for a year!" "I did," Sofina said coldly, "but you're the one driving me out. That means the deal's off. Goodbye." She

Her tone softened, but her mind was racing. If Sofina really left with him, they might never come back. That would ruin her chance to

to your room before I lose my temper completely,"

leaned back on the couch, arms crossed, disgust twisting her face. "What a loser," she

with mischief, and gave her a deliberate wink. "You jerk!"

he stepped forward. "You ruined this house.

cold as a drawn knife. He closed the distance

know you're almost twice my age," Alex said quietly, each word a threat. "Lose my control because of your mouth and I might hit you-hard. With

and Alex hit the nearest iron wall so hard it

lips curling. "Too bad. Keep mocking

fight like this-his people relied

still used their bodies as

Albert felt the mistake of goading

all stay in this house

Alex said, voice flat as a knife.

I'm capable of. So stop making our lives hard. Maybe you two my

food on the table for me every day. What do

belongs to FindNovels

of color. Nobody knew whether to

were just stunned at

widened, slow and certain-the

air. He wore shamelessness like armor and

it.

to your room before I do

regret. Let

grabbed his arm. "Come on." She hauled him toward the door. "Let's go-

pull him toward the stairs, completely unfazed. But before disappearing from view, he turned

too-well, whatever bastards you al are. What a warm, loving