The Almighty Dominance

Alexander Leonhart's arranged marriage to Sophia Lancaster seemed doomed, as Sophia despised him, thinking he was a scammer out for her family's wealth. Determined to divorce him, she had no idea that Alex was actually a renowned healer known as "God's Hand" and the owner of the world's largest enterprise, Kingsley.

A woman woke up with a pounding headache, her body feeling heavy and sluggish.

As she shifted slightly, she was shocked to find a naked stranger lying next to her.

WTF?!

She jolted awake, freezing in place.

Panic started to rise as she tried desperately to remember how she ended up in a stranger's bed.

Then, a terrifying realization hit her—she was naked and no longer a virgin.

Just then, the man stirred, his dark eyes fluttering open and locking onto hers.

“Wow, last night was incredible. Want to keep going?”

He sat up casually, completely at ease, his flawless body on full display.

He grabbed a bottle of water from the bedside table and offered it to her.

“Here, drink this. You must be thirsty. We can pick up where we left off if you’re up for it.”

Unable to contain her fear and anger any longer, the woman’s hand moved on its own, slapping him hard across the face.

“Who are you? How did I end up here? What have you done to me?”

The man, Alexander Leonhart, blinked, his cheek stinging from the slap.

He looked at the woman in front of him—a mesmerizing beauty with silky hair and a body that radiated perfection.

Her face was a storm of anger and panic, but her very presence made his desire stir once again.

“You!” The woman, Sophia Lancaster, screamed as she saw something rising on the man. “You better tell me who you are!”

“Calm down!” Alex stared at her.

“You ran to me and asked me to sleep with you. Don’t you remember?”

“Impossible,” Sophia denied, shaking her head vehemently.

It was impossible that she would chase after a man, especially a stranger.

“You must have done something to me!”

She felt the rough texture of the blanket against her bare skin.

Confusion and fear swirled in her mind as she looked around the room, her eyes darting frantically.

The man’s old military backpack and plain clothes caught her attention—nothing in this hotel room indicated wealth.

The smartphone on the nightstand was a cheap one with a cracked screen.

With one glance, Sophia realized the man she had slept with was far from wealthy, just an ordinary man who struggled daily to make ends meet.

"Watch your accusations," Alex said calmly.

"I'm a gentleman, and I would never force anyone. You were the one who came to me, hugged me, kissed me, and begged me to sleep with you."

Sophia’s eyes wide opened.

“Liar!”

“This is my hotel room. You can check the CCTV if you want—see if you came here or if I kidnapped you.”

Sophia didn’t believe a word the man was saying,