Gemotions

He walked the grounds of his expensive home. The manicured lawns, the sparkling pool, the expensive cars – all things he had worked for. But they weren't enough. He looked at the vast expanse of land that felt... empty. He wanted more. He deserved more.

The air felt heavy, pregnant with expectation. He could practically taste the future, the sweet nectar of success. He needed to get the paperwork. He needed to make sure it was correct. He'd always been a meticulous planner. His hands were shaking with suppressed excitement.

He returned to the house, and he went inside.