All Chapters of The Almighty Dominance: Chapter 421
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Chapter 420
Prime Hospital, Los Angeles.Charles Kingston pushed through the glass doors with the kind of stride that said the world still bent for him.Behind him, his girlfriend limped pitifully, her face twisted with pain—yet all she carried was a single scratch on her arm.A long line snaked past the reception desk.Charles didn't join it. He cut in front of the nearest man without a second thought.“Hey,” the man protested. Charles kept walking.At the desk Charles leaned in, voice sharp as a knife. “Nurse. Get me the best doctor you have. Now.”The receptionist, a young woman—already irritated from seeing them cut the line—glanced once at the woman clinging desperately to Charles.Her arm bore nothing more than a shallow scratch, blood already dried into thin red lines. Yet the woman sobbed like her life was slipping away.Even a five-year-old wouldn’t cry this hard over something so small, the nurse thought. But the woman pressed harder into Charles, wailing:“Darling, what’s happening to
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Alfred Kingston was inside his mansion when the alarm ripped through the halls.“What the hell is happening?” he muttered.He rushed to the window and saw the nightmare outside—hundreds of people swarming the gate, pounding and tearing at the iron bars as if they meant to rip the estate apart.Inside, the mansion guards were already in position.One squad crouched near the entry hall windows with machine guns leveled, sweat dripping down their brows as they waited for the order.Their leader barked out, his voice sharp as steel:“Don’t you dare break that gate! Cross the line and we’ll open fire!”“You Kingston dog!” someone spat. “Can’t you see he’s killing us? Next he’ll come for you and your whole family. How can you stand there and still back him?” The crowd roared back, unmoved by the warning.Alfred snatched up his smartphone, desperate for answers. “Why the hell don’t I know anything about this?”But the screen mocked him—no signal, no service. Dead silence.Then came the pound
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“Logan — your ego’s getting too big. How about we settle this tonight, at your place?” a rough voice called from one of the governors.Logan swung his head toward the speaker. “You old fool. I thought you were long gone. Last I heard, you only had the courage to hit a young woman.”“Man or woman — anyone with an ego that big needs a lesson,” Samuel said, laugh dry as old wood.“Little Logan — we’ve tangled a hundred times. You’ve never beaten me. But that pride of yours… looks like it’s begging for a lesson.”Logan’s face burned red, fury fighting to cover the crack of fear.He carried the weight of a powerful army, his strength known across the states — yet Samuel was different.Samuel was a legend, a man whose very name made soldiers uneasy. And deep down, Logan knew it.Logan’s warning came out low and clipped. “Stay out of things that don’t concern you. You’re too old to start trouble.”“Too old?” Samuel barked. “Old’s never stopped me. Trouble keeps me alive.” “Jericho Kane was
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The governors sat in the chamber, the large screen still glowing from the online session.Alfred Kingston’s chair was empty—he had walked out mid-meeting, leaving the feed running but showing nothing.The governors who remained pressed on with the agenda.“If Alfred leaves Los Angeles,” one voice broke the silence, “who takes his seat as governor?”Eyes shifted across the screen, suspicion hanging thick in the air.Jose leaned forward. “It’s obvious. The leader of the rebellion should become governor. The people choose him.”He’d been made governor by a rebellion once himself.“I disagree,” Logan shot back. “Los Angeles has always been Alfred Kingston’s domain. He’ll take it back from the rebels. He’s the only legal governor.”Samuel gave a dry laugh. “Legal? Alfred was never truly governor. He was appointed by the King after the last governor of Los Angeles dropped dead without warning.”“Now? Finally, LA belongs to the people. That’s something worth celebrating.”Another governor sn
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“Little Logan,” Keaton said, lips twisting into a sneer. “Watch your mouth. I’m not a rebel leader. I’m the leader of the people. And Alfred Kingston? He’s the leader of the elite.”Keaton continued. “So who do you think the king will back? The leader of the people or the leader of the elite?”“You’re just the leader of a rebellion,” Logan spat. “A terrorist. You’ll never be recognized as governor.”“Talking to stupid men takes patience—especially the most stupid men in this country.” Keaton rolled his eyes like the insult bored him.“Since when do I need your approval to be governor of Los Angeles? Don’t make yourself sound important.”Bella laughed, sharp and strutting. “I’ve been saying it for months—he’s the most useless fool in the whole country. Finally people see it.”Logan stood straighter; the old military posture returned like armor. He’d been the second most powerful commander in the nation once—he would not be humiliated.“Do any of you want to die?”Keaton let out a low
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The shot tore through Alfred’s shoulder. He folded, a raw sound ripping from his chest.Jessica’s scream tore through the air, raw and panicked, her eyes locked on her husband as crimson spread across his shirt like wildfire.“How dare you shoot him? He’s Jasmine Kingston’s father—Governor of Los Angeles.”The guard’s lip curled. He fired again into Alfred’s other shoulder without hesitation. “Tell me I don’t have the nerve,” he said.“Say it, and I’ll keep firing until he’s dead. The only reason I haven’t killed you both is because you’re a governor’s family,” he added coldly. “Otherwise you’d already be dead.”Jessica’s face went white with fury and shame.“How dare you!” she spat, lunging at the guard with flailing arms.The guard didn’t hesitate. He fired into Jessica’s arms and both thighs. She collapsed, limbs useless, a scream tearing from her throat.“I told you—don’t move.”“You shot a woman?” Alfred gasped through the intake of pain.“What? Not agree? Then I’ll shoot a man,”
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“Alex, do you know Charles Kingston?” Josephine asked, her face bright with a mix of hope and happiness.Before Alex could respond, Charles cut in quickly. “Jo, this man once treated my little sister, Jasmine Kingston. That’s how we know each other.”Alex’s eyes narrowed.“Charles Kingston,” he said slowly. “I don’t know what scam you’re running, but you’d better stay the hell away from Josephine.”“Alex! What are you doing?” Josephine snapped, startled by his sudden hostility.“Believe me, Josephine,” Alex’s voice low and hard. “This man is up to no good.”Charles reached for Josephine, his face drawn with exhaustion and quiet despair.“Josephine, I told you—no one believes me,” he said, voice breaking. “Everyone hates me for things I didn’t even do. Please… just let me go, before they turn on you too. Ever since I was born with the Kingston name, I’ve been treated like a criminal for sins I never committed.”“No! I always believe in you,” Josephine clutched his hand tightly.“Alex,
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Alex stepped into the ruined shell of Logan’s mansion.“Logan! You jerk!” Alex shouted.“Don’t tell me you’ve already died inside this rubble, you weak bastard. How can you crave the throne when you fall apart over a pile of stones?”Logan wasn’t Samuel the old monster — nobody was.Still, he ranked among the country’s top five fighters. He rose from the wreckage, dust and torn fabric clinging to him, half his shirt shredded, chest exposed like a dare.“Who the hell are you, destroying my house?” Logan bellowed, voice rough with anger and something close to fear.“You know me.” Alex took a step forward until they were face to face.“Alex?” Logan sneered, wiping dirt from his lip.“Aren’t you the man who wiped out the Guise family — part of Kingwell? You’ve been banished. What are you doing here?”“Say the king found you intolerable and sent me back to Kingwell to teach you a lesson,” Alex replied, slow and cold.“I’ve also got a personal score to settle — Charles Kingston. That bastar
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“I don’t have time for this,” Alex snapped. “Every second I see you, I remember Charles—and it makes me want to break your damn face.”“Wait, wait,” Logan said quickly, blood still trickling from his nose. “It’ll take just a second. You’ll want to see this.”He slipped a ring off his finger. In a blink, a small picnic table unfolded on the ground—two chairs, a bottle of old wine, two glasses, even a box of ice that hadn’t melted.Alex froze, eyes wide. “What the hell…?”Logan smiled, proud of the reaction. People always looked stunned when he did this.“Everything in the world is strange and marvelous to well-open eyes. See? Wine’s cold, chairs are ready in second.” He wiped his nose, poured the wine with the care of a sommelier, and pushed one glass toward Alex.Alex stared at the table, then at him. “How did you—” His voice caught between disbelief and curiosity.Logan chuckled, reading him easily.‘Men are all the same. Doesn’t matter how broken their hearts are. Give them somethin
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Alex took a slow breath and sipped his wine. “Can I ask you something?”Logan chuckled, refilling his glass from the bottle he pulled from his space ring. “Sure, anything. We’ve got all night.”“Between your family’s revenge and the comfortable life you’ve built here,” Alex asked, “which one really matters more?”He wasn’t asking out of curiosity—it was personal.He was a king now. He could live peacefully, without the ghosts of old grudges.He’d been too young to remember his parents, too young to truly feel the bond everyone said he’d lost.He had to admit—his bond with his master ran deeper than blood, deeper than anything he had ever felt for his own parents.And now that he sat on the throne, he sometimes wondered if it was better to bury the past—to stop chasing vengeance and start living.Logan laughed again, louder this time, then leaned forward and poured more wine into Alex’s cup.“Good question. A damn good question.”He stared into the crimson swirl of his glass, eyes softe