The Almighty Dominance novel Chapter 491

Sybilla froze the moment whispers swept through the Celestial Garden.

The guests weren’t even trying to hide it anymore—every glance, every murmur, every stifled laugh was aimed at her and Ragnar.

She snapped.

“Shut up! Shut up! It’s all bullshit!” she shrieked, her voice cracking with panic.

Then the giant screen lit up.

A video flickered onto the screen—grainy, brutal, and unforgiving.

Not just one clip. Not just one photo.

Dozens of images flashed in sequence.

Sybilla tangled with a man in a hotel room.

Then another.

And another.

A whole gallery of her hidden life—laid bare for everyone to see.

The entire garden fell into stunned silence.

Eve’s voice—smooth, bright, cruel—flooded the air.

“Wow, this one is incredible. And there are more. Several times, Sybilla checked into a hotel with three to five men at once. Was that a sixth-some? It seems you learned plenty from your past experiences and shared the sex lessons with Ragnar, the Duke’s son.”

“So tell me, Ragnar… how does it feel sleeping with a professional player?” Eve purred, her voice dripping with venom.

“Was the performance impressive? Or was it so filthy you can’t even talk about it—like swallowing garbage disguised as luxury?”

Ragnar’s rage detonated.

“Sybilla! Tell me—IS THAT TRUE OR NOT?!” he roared.

Sybilla shook her head wildly, tears breaking loose. “It’s all lies! Ragnar, when we met, I was still a virgin!”

Eve’s tone sharpened like a blade.

“Virgin? In the last five years alone, you had nine abortions. All performed by your home health-bot. Because of repeated procedures, your medical record lists infertility and five different STDs.”

Ragnar’s face contorted in pure revulsion. He snapped toward Sybilla as if seeing a filthy stranger wearing her skin.

“What the hell is this?!” he roared.

Cold sweat streamed down Sybilla’s face.

She latched onto Ragnar’s arm with both hands, shaking so hard her fingers slipped.

“Ragnar, please—don’t listen to them!” she cried, voice cracking. “I was a virgin when we got together, you know that! I’m pure—clean—holy innocence itself! You were my first, Ragnar! This is all fake, all lies!”

Eve chimed back in with delighted cruelty, “Relax. More interesting stories coming up!”

“No—stop!” Sybilla cried, pulling at Ragnar, trying to drag him away. “Let’s leave, please! I don’t want to eat here anymore. They’re not welcoming us!”

Ragnar didn’t budge. He stood planted like stone, jaw tight, eyes locked on the screen.

Eve continued without hesitation.

“Listen closely. To keep up the illusion of innocence, Sybilla purchased a specialized medical android capable of full anatomical reconstruction. Most notably, constant hymen restoration—performed hundreds of times—to maintain the appearance of virginity.”

Gasps exploded around them.

Ragnar just stared ahead, expression dead and unreadable.

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