The Almighty Dominance novel Chapter 540

Gerhard’s face lit up as he led her to one of Winchester’s most famous bistros. The place was elegant and warm, wrapped in soft lighting and low, murmuring conversations.

They had barely taken their seats when the dishes began arriving, one after another, perfectly arranged.

Gerhard signaled the waiter. “A bottle of your finest red wine.”

Then he turned to Renata with a polished smile. “It’s such a happy day. You’ve been discharged. We should drink to celebrate.”

Renata raised her hand immediately. “I’ll pass.”

“No can do!” Gerhard blurted out, his voice sharp and impatient.

His disappointment was instant. His plan was obvious—get her drunk, loosen her guard, find an opening. But Renata shut him down without hesitation.

“I’m really sorry, Gerhard,” she said calmly. “I’m still not feeling well, so I can’t drink.”

Gerhard didn’t realize how transparent he was. But Renata did.

He laughed awkwardly. “Renata, it’s a celebration.”

“And I’m recovering,” she replied. “Unless the wine cures organs now.”

“It helps people relax.”

“I’m relaxed,” she said calmly. “You’re the one sweating.”

Gerhard swallowed his frustration and forced a smile. “That’s fine. Then let’s just have something light.”

Renata nodded. “Thank you for being considerate.”

At the table beside them, a well-dressed young man sat quietly, pretending to mind his own business. In truth, his eyes kept drifting toward Renata. From the moment she walked into the restaurant, her presence had caught his attention—and it hadn’t let go.

The woman is unreal, the young man thought the moment his eyes landed on Renata. She looks like a fairy who slipped out of a storybook and walked straight into this place.

He watched them for a while. The dynamic was obvious. No intimacy. No warmth. No bond. They weren’t a couple.

That was his opening.

He took a breath, straightened his jacket, and walked over to their table.

“Hi,” he said smoothly, eyes locked on Renata. “I couldn’t help myself. I fell for you the moment you walked in. May I have your contact?”

Renata felt a familiar wave of boredom wash over her. It didn’t matter where she went—restaurants, streets, banquets. There was always a man like this. Always someone who thought a bold line was enough.

Gerhard, however, nearly snapped.

Where the hell did this idiot come from? he thought furiously. Can’t he see I’m working here? How dare he cut in—this bastard.

Before Renata could even respond, Gerhard slammed his voice into the conversation.

“Who the hell are you?” he said coldly. “And what do you think you’re doing, bothering us at our table?”

The young man didn’t flinch. He smiled lazily. “I’m talking to this beautiful lady. Stay out of it.”

Then he turned back to Renata, ignoring Gerhard completely.

“Miss, I’ve noticed you for a while,” he said. “I didn’t want to interrupt your dinner, but honestly, I couldn’t stand watching this any longer.” His eyes flicked briefly to Gerhard, full of contempt.

“You look bored out of your mind sitting with this asshole. How about I keep you company instead? I promise it’ll be a lot more fun than wasting time with this jerk.”

Gerhard’s blood boiled.

His fists clenched under the table.

Where the fuck did this dog come from? he raged. How dare he try to steal my woman right in front of me?

Gerhard shot the man a vicious glare and growled, his voice low and dangerous.

“I’m warning you—get the hell away while I’m still being polite. If you dare talk again, or even look in our direction, I’ll gouge your eyes out.”

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