The Almighty Dominance (by Sunshine) novel Chapter 401

“Kelly,” Alex sighed, his voice low, almost weary.

“Don’t be so stubborn, alright? I never once thought about having a threesome.”

“Really?” Kelly’s eyes lit up, hope flickering.

“Yeah,” Alex said with a faint smirk.

“If I were to go down that road, a threesome wouldn’t even scratch the surface. Ten women? Minimal. A hundred? Now that would be a legend.”

“Imagine it—me lying in the middle of my bed with a hundred naked women surrounding me. That’s how you carve your name into history.”

Kelly’s expression hardened, her eyes burning with fury.

“Don’t you see? That’s worth fighting for. A man who can pull that off has already lived a life worth living—that’s the ultimate dream of every man.”

“You’re going to die, Alex,” she snapped.

“Yeah, I know.” He grinned darkly. “Sleeping with a hundred women would kill me. But a man has to chase his dream.”

Kelly’s hand shot to the bedside table.

She grabbed a piece of fruit and hurled it at him with murderous intent. The whole basket tumbled, crashing against Alex.

But Alex caught the basket with ease, unfazed. He stared at her.

“Why are you so angry?”

“You bastard!” Kelly’s voice cracked. “You dare to ask me that?”

Alex plucked an apple from the basket and took a slow, deliberate bite. “I can see it in you—you’re possessive, controlling. You want to break me, to own me. All I feel from you is poison, nothing but negative emotion.”

“How dare you!” Kelly’s voice rose, but her body betrayed her. The wound had weakened her too much to move.

Alex stepped closer, his hand grazing her cheek.

“Don’t touch me,” she growled.

“I once knew a woman,” Alex said softly.

“Cold on the surface, but her heart was warm—loving, protective. Arms that shielded me when I was small. I loved her once, in a memory I can’t forget.”

His sigh was heavy. “But now, all that heart holds is anger and a hunger to hurt.”

“This is all because of you!” Kelly screamed, her voice ragged. “All your fault! You made me like this!”

“When you cast nothing but hatred at me, when all you give is blame and rage, do you really think love can grow in that wasteland?” Alex’s eyes locked on hers.

“You killed the love inside me!” Kelly’s voice broke into a raw howl. “You turned me into a monster—it’s you, Alex! You!”

“Do you want me to kneel? To drown in guilt so you can chain me with my own self-blame?” His voice was sharp as steel.

“That’s not love, Kelly—that’s possession. You don’t love me. You love control. And I’m not your toy. I’m a human being, just like you.”

He felt it then—the love he once held for Kelly slipping from him, piece by piece, leaving only emptiness. The pain cut deep, but there was no turning back.

“Alex, I’ll become a monster because of you,” she whispered, her voice shaking.

For a moment, Josephine’s face flashed in his memory—a woman who chose love above all, who gave more and received more in return.

Kelly had chosen the opposite: hatred, fury, venom. And her choice threatened to drag him into the same abyss.

“I’m sorry, but I won’t be your toy,” Alex said coldly. “I’ve done nothing wrong—except choosing my own life.”

“You have to take responsibility for the damage you’ve done to me!” she screamed, her voice raw with desperation.

“I’m responsible for nothing you’ve chosen. Don’t drag me into the hell you built for yourself. I still want heaven in my life. ”

“Alex, I helped you when you were just a boy! My father helped you too!” Kelly’s voice trembled with rage and pride.

Alex shook his head slowly. “So because you helped me once, I’m supposed to be your slave forever?”

“Yes,” Kelly hissed, her eyes sharp as blades. “You owe me. You always will.”

“Hey! You’re breaking your word! You told me you’d help me.”

“I said it depends. I never promised.”

“Alex, please. All I need is for you to come with me. That’s it.”

“You’re hiding something.”

Josephine’s lips curved into a pout. “Fine… there are always two or three men who bother me at these parties. If you come, I can tell them I already have a boyfriend, and they’ll back off.”

Alex studied her face. Josephine’s kindness was pure, but she struggled to reject people. That flaw made her too vulnerable.

“Still, I hate parties. I’d rather stay in my room than waste a night pretending to have fun.” His voice was weary, weighed down by years of endless invitations.

“Alex, I’m giving you an opportunity! My friend is a celebrity—gorgeous, famous. You’ll regret it if you don’t come.”

“I’ve seen plenty of beautiful women. I’m not impressed.” Alex shook his head.

Her eyes narrowed. “Are you even a man? You don’t care about women at all?”

Alex’s lips curved into a sly smile. “I care about one.” His eyes locked on hers. “You.”

Josephine rolled her eyes, though a faint blush colored her cheeks.

“What a shameless playboy. Fine. If you help me this time, I’ll grant you one wish. Anything you want.”

“Anything?” Alex asked carefully, weighing the promise. He could think of countless ways to use it.

“Anything,” she said firmly, unafraid, her purity shining through.

Alex couldn’t help but admire her. She believed in sincerity, even in a world that rarely returned it. That faith didn’t make her weak—it made her untouchable.

Too innocent, too lovely—hating her would feel like hating sunlight itself.

“Fine,” Alex said at last. “I’ll go with you.”