The Almighty Dominance

Charles stepped forward, his eyes dark with malice.

"You think we came here for a friendly chat? You remember sucker-punching me back at Kingston headquarters? Time for payback, punk."

The hulking figure beside Charles flexed his shoulders, cracking his knuckles. "This scrawny fool is the one you want me to rough up tenfold?"

"Byson, meet the worthless trash who set his sights on my little sister and got me booted from my own family," Charles spat, each word dripping venom.

Byson chuckled, eyeing Alex mockingly from head to toe.

"Skinny runt like you? Bet you only know how to wrestle sheets, you gutless gigolo. Let me teach you manners for hitting my friend."

Kelly shot a disgusted glance at Byson and Charles.

"Who let this loudmouth dog loose? Why don't you crawl back into whatever hole you came from?"

Alex smirked, joining in effortlessly. "Careful, Kelly. You can't reason with stray dogs-they don't speak our human language."

Byson's face darkened into a storm. “Keep laughing, pretty boy. You got a big mouth, but let's see you back it up like a real man.”

Alex shook his head calmly. "Not interested."

"Not interested? More like scared," Byson taunted loudly. "Relax. I promise not to kill you. Maybe you'll learn something."

Alex said nothing, his indifference a quiet insult.

Clara sneered openly. "Weren't you supposed to be tough, Alex? Look at you now -afraid to step up to Byson."

"Terrified of losing face? Alright, let me make it easier. I'll fight you without my hands, even without my legs. Can't handle that either?" Byson laughed, baiting Alex ruthlessly.

The crowd burst into a raucous frenzy, voices merging into a mocking chorus.

"What a coward! Can't even take on a man with no hands!"

"Pathetic! Might as well wear a dress!"

"Must only feel brave against women under the sheets!"

Alex stood quietly, absorbing the jeers, his jaw tight.

"Enough already!" Kelly snapped sharply, standing up, her anger flaring.

Byson turned toward her, eyes blazing with lecherous intent.

"Oh, look here—a pretty little thing with some fire. Ditch that spineless loser and let a real man like me show you what strength feels like in bed."

The crowd erupted again, catcalls echoing.

"That's right, sweetheart! Get yourself a man with muscles who can protect you!"

Kelly looked Byson up and down with undisguised contempt.

“Muscles don't mean a thing when they're attached to a face as ugly as yours." "You little mouthy bitch! Watch your tone!" Byson roared.

"Damn right, lucky you're a girl or I'd have taught you respect myself!" others joined in angrily.

Clara laughed bitterly, eyes glinting cruelly as she turned on Alex.

"I thought you were playing it low-key, but turns out you're genuinely worthless. What a joke—always hiding behind a woman. No wonder Sophia ditched your pathetic ass."

Her voice rose, piercing with ridicule. "Alex doesn't even dare face Byson! What a spineless excuse for a man!"

Kelly let out an exasperated sigh. "Alex, let me handle these barking dogs. They won't learn until they're put down."

Alex shrugged casually. "Be my guest."

She rose from her seat with cold determination, locking eyes with Byson.

"If you survive even one strike from me, I'll grant you whatever you're after."

Byson chuckled arrogantly, his voice dripping false charm.

"Well, if that's your game, I promise I'll make it worth your while tonight.”

He gave her a smug wink, still pretending civility before the beauty.

Kelly curled her lip into a sneer, cracking her knuckles menacingly. "Better raise your guard, pretty boy. Are you ready?"

"Always ready for you, darling," Byson retorted with a cocky grin.

Without another word, Kelly lunged forward with blinding speed.

In an instant, her small hand slammed into Byson midair, flipping him violently and

sending his massive frame crashing onto the floor with bone-jarring force.

The impact echoed through the hall, leaving him sprawled and lifeless.

"Byson!" Charles and Clara cried out in shock, eyes bulging in disbelief.

They had never imagined a fighter like Byson, Vancouver's fifth-ranked knight, collapsing in humiliation from a single blow delivered by a petite woman.

The impossibility of it stunned them into silence.

"What a joke," Kelly muttered coldly, wiping her hands as if she'd touched something vile.

She retrieved disinfectant from her pocket and meticulously cleaned her

palm with a damp cloth before

back into her chair, her face

of calm satisfaction.

"Byson! Hey, Byson!" Charles and Clara rushed to his aid, frantically shaking and slapping him awake.

After several desperate attempts, Byson groaned back to consciousness, blinking in confusion at the worried faces around him.

"What the hell just happened?" Byson muttered, his voice dazed as he rubbed the painful spot on his face.

Memories slowly surfaced-the lightning-fast strike, the sensation of being hurled helplessly through the air, the unforgiving hardness of the ground beneath him. "You got knocked out cold by that woman!" Clara snapped, incredulous and disappointed.

She'd expected Byson to shield her, not collapse like a helpless child at the very first blow.

"Knocked out?" Anger surged in Byson's voice as embarrassment flushed his cheeks.

"Impossible! I must've slipped. She could never take me down fair and square!" Around them, murmurs of agreement rose quickly from the spectators

"Yeah! Byson's unbeatable! It had to be an accident."

"Absolutely! Byson just wasn't paying attention. No way could she have landed that otherwise."

Confidence returning, Byson puffed up, glaring venomously toward Kelly.

Alex seized the moment to mocknoveldrama

him with an infuriating smirk. "You lost to a woman, Byson. Can't even handle a girl, and you still have the nerve to stand here?"

"Shut your damn mouth!" Byson snarled defensively. "I never hit women. She's damn lucky that's my rule."

Kelly stood again, eyes blazing defiantly. "Then pretend I'm not a woman. Come on-let's go another round. And try to stay awake this time."

Byson laughed loudly, stepping forward with swagger restored. "Bring it on."

Kelly's smile turned chilling. “Last

time, I only used about ten percent

of my strength. This time, I'm not holding back. If you end up dead, don't say I didn't warn you