on'

believe

ake. And when I do, I take control, every single part of it. My life has been a carefully crafted sympho

awake, still too early for the noise to settle in. It's just me in my space, the kind of solitude I crave. It's no

rm. My body knows when it's time. The world doesn't stop for anyone, leas

ly what I need to see, a man in command of every inch of his life. Every detail

Just black. The way I like it. I don't need to impress anyone, but I do it anyway. The suit

s focus. The kind that kicks in when my eyes are fixed on what's ahead? My phone buzzes once. A message from Olivia, everyt

hour, the early morning fog just starting to lift. I watch it through the tinted windows of my car, the kind of fog that reminds me of t

ce is my

ent, I let them. It's the effect I have on people, the magnetic pull that comes with power. They want somethi

how to keep the world moving around me without letting anything slip. I

ing, Mr. King," she says, her

ople talk too much, thinking they can convince you with

g. I don't need to make small talk, don't need to make them feel comfortable. The power dynamic has already been set. They know they're here to present, to impress, an

part of the game. I make my decisions quickly, my focus laser-sharp. No hesitation. No second-guessing. It

The clock ticks down, and the world outside moves on, but I stay focused. There's no time to slo

a new acquisition. I don't have time to fly out there, to see the details in person. But that's not necessary. I trust my

siness. The only thing th

uary. My space. There's no one here except me and my thoughts. The weight of the day is heavy, but it's

or distractions.

faction in seeing it all laid out before me, an empire built from the ground up. It wasn't easy. But nothin

of silence that wraps around me, leaving me alone with my thoughts. For a

stop.

the window. I've earned my moment of solitude. I've earned t

esn't wait.