The Almighty Dominance (by Sunshine) novel 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 security team burst out the doors seconds later, scanning the skies in disbelief.

“Too late, ma’am,” one of the guards shouted. “He’s already airborne—looks like he’s using a high-speed flight unit.”

“Then use one to chase him!” Katarina snapped.

“We don’t have that model,” another guard admitted nervously. “They’re… extremely expensive.”

“Then use a flying car, damn it!” she screamed.

“Miss,” the head of security said carefully, “we’re assigned to this hall only. We can’t leave our post. I recommend contacting law enforcement immediately.”

Katarina’s fury echoed through the marble halls as Alex and Sofina vanished into the night.

High above the city, Sofina clung to Alex’s arm, the wind whipping her hair, the moon shining pale against their faces.

She looked at him with worry. “Does it hurt?”

“What?” he asked, glancing down at her.

“I heard Katarina tortured you,” she said quietly. “Are you okay?”

Alex smiled through the wind. “Physical pain heals. No matter how bad it gets, the body recovers.”

He looked at her, concern softening his eyes. “It’s you I’m worried about,” he said quietly. “Heinrich wounded more than your pride—he hurt your heart. And that kind of pain… it doesn’t fade easily. Are you truly okay?”

Sofina’s breath caught. The ache that had haunted her chest seemed to dissolve in that instant.

“With you here,” she said softly, tears slipping free, “I don’t feel any pain at all. But I’m scared, Alex… I have nothing. What if you leave me?”

“If you don’t leave me, then I’ll never leave you,” Alex whispered, his voice low and unwavering. “Even after death, as long as you love me, I’ll never stop loving you.”

Sofina closed her eyes, a calm smile softening her lips as peace settled over her heart.

Love, she realized, doesn’t need a reason—it simply exists, and with every breath, it grows deeper.

Alex slowed their descent and stopped—hovering above the glowing skyline—then landed gently on the rooftop of a towering glass building.

The sign below them read Eden Hotel—the most luxurious hotel in Winchester.

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