Chapter 216

The instant Steve Rogers unlocked the door, he expected to see the shorter hotel server standing outside with a food cart.

Instead, he was met with a towering figure, a man whose presence immediately set off every alarm in his head.

Ali stood there, his broad frame filling the doorway, clad in a luxurious black tuxedo, his expression unreadable.

Steve didn't hesitate.

His instincts took over instantly, and without wasting a second, he slammed the door shut—

Or at least, he tried to.

BANG!

Steve's world exploded into chaos as a tremendous force struck his chest, sending him flying backward across the suite.

His body crashed through two wooden chairs, shattering them into pieces before he rolled across the floor, groaning as he reached for his shield—

Only then did he finally get a proper look at the intruder.

Ali stepped inside the suite calmly, his polished shoes making no sound as he crossed the room.

Without even looking back, he reached behind him and shut the door, sealing them inside together.

In the bathroom, Natasha Romanoff had been rinsing off the exhaustion from their fruitless night of searching.

The warm water cascaded down her toned body, steam filling the air—

Until the crash from outside shattered the silence.

Her training kicked in immediately.

She turned off the shower instantly, grabbed a towel, and wrapped it around herself before stepping out.

The moment she entered the main room, her sharp green eyes landed on Ali standing across from Steve, who was still trying to push himself up.

A thick tension suffocated the air, both men locked in an intense standoff.

Natasha's presence briefly distracted them, her wet red hair clinging to her skin, steam still rising from her body.

They both glanced at her for a split second before refocusing on each other.

"You… Who are you?" Natasha demanded, taking a slow step forward, her gaze flickering to the desk where her weapons and, more importantly, her phone were resting.

Ali's lips curled into a smirk.

"I should be asking you that." His dark eyes flickered toward Steve. "Didn't know Captain America was married."

Steve's jaw clenched, but before he could respond—

Ali casually raised his index finger, curling it in a hooking motion.

Steve reacted immediately, raising his Vibranium shield, his body still tense from the force Ali had hit him with earlier.

Natasha's eyes widened as she watched the desk beside her suddenly move on its own, sliding effortlessly across the floor toward Ali.

Her bag was on top of it.

She barely had time to react before Ali reached into it, pulling out her twin knives with ease.

He twirled them expertly, testing their balance in his hand.

"Not bad…" Ali mused, as if he was judging their quality.

Then, with effortless precision, he flipped them through the air straight toward Natasha.

She instinctively snatched them out of the air, her grip tightening around the familiar weapons.

Her heartbeat spiked, not out of fear—

But out of the realisation that this man was far more dangerous than she initially thought.

"Ali, why are you here?" she demanded, adjusting her stance.

Ali simply smiled.

"Come on." He casually unbuttoned his tuxedo jacket and shrugged it off.

He tossed it onto the floor, followed by his tie.

"We all know why I'm here."

Then he took a step forward.

Steve lunged first, Natasha right behind him.

"Watch out for his power!" Steve warned as he hurled his shield at Ali.

VOOOOM!

The vibranium disc whizzed through the air, cutting toward Ali at blinding speed—Ali tilted his head slightly, weaving out of its path with almost lazy precision.

The shield slammed into the wall behind him, embedding itself deep into the concrete.

'Strong.' Ali took note, gauging Steve's sheer strength from that single throw.

But he didn't have time to admire it for long.

Steve closed the distance instantly, swinging a powerful punch aimed directly at Ali's face—

Ali sidestepped effortlessly, his movements fluid as he slapped away Natasha's blade, which was aiming for his abdomen from behind.

The clash was brief, but it revealed everything.

Natasha and Steve had switched places in a fraction of a second.

Steve retrieved his shield, his eyes filled with determination.

Natasha quickly tied her damp red hair into a bun, preparing for a prolonged fight.

Ali just watched them calmly, his black eyes filled with amusement.

"Come on."

Steve rushed in again, this time throwing a rapid combination of punches.

Ali dodged the first, but Steve was faster than expected, matching Ali's speed with precision and experience.

He stabbed forward with the edge of his shield, forcing Ali to lean back—

But Natasha was already waiting for him.

She threw a knife straight at him—

Ali caught it mid-air, his fingers wrapping around the blade effortlessly.

Before he could react, Natasha lunged with her other knife, aiming directly for his throat.

Ali simply backhanded her across the face.

BANG!

She flew backward, crashing into the suite wall with a dull thud.

Steve roared, stepping in with his shield raised—

Ali met him head-on, punching forward—

BANG!

Ali's fist collided with vibranium, and the results were immediate.

CRACK!

Ali stumbled back slightly, looking at his right hand, which was now twisted unnaturally—his knuckles shattered and wrist fractured.

Natasha and Steve both paused, satisfied at the sight.

A man's hands were his greatest weapons—

And Ali's was now broken.

"Surrender," Steve said, stepping forward.

Ali exhaled slowly.

Then, to their horror—

He raised his injured hand without a single hint of pain.

And then, in front of their stunned eyes—

Ali tightened his fist, and his broken bones instantly regenerated, returning to perfect condition in seconds.

Natasha's stomach sank.

"Regeneration… Fuck."

She instinctively glanced at the suite's glass window, already calculating an escape route.

Ali rolled his newly-healed wrist, flexing his fingers with amusement.

"My turn."

He disappeared.

Natasha barely registered his movement, her eyes failing to track him—

And then, suddenly—

Steve barely had time to react before Ali appeared in front of him, gripping the edge of his shield.

The air around Ali twisted, his veins darkening, his left eye completely black.

"Hngh—!"

Steve gritted his teeth, trying to hold onto his shield, but Ali's grip was monstrous.

Ali yanked it away with pure brute strength, tearing it from Steve's hands.

Steve barely had time to react before—

PUNCH!

Ali's fist buried itself into Steve's face, sending him reeling backward.

Steve struggled to regain his footing—

Ali lunged again, tackling him to the floor.

PUNCH!

A fist slammed into Steve's nose, breaking it instantly.

Steve tried to cover up, but—

PUNCH!

Ali's blows were relentless, unforgiving.

Natasha tried to move—

But she was frozen mid-air, held by an invisible force.

She could do nothing—

Except watch helplessly as Ali brutalised Captain America.

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