Gemotions

He stared at the invitation, a low growl rising in his chest. “Finally,” Victor whispered, a predatory glint in his eyes. He’d spent years building his empire, and now, he’d get to show it off. He would make them all envious.

He immediately called his stylist, demanding a new wardrobe, the most expensive fabrics, the most exclusive cuts. He wanted to be the best-dressed, the most polished, the one they all remembered. He was ready to spend whatever it took.

He began compiling a list of potential business connections, people he could leverage for future deals. The reunion wasn't just a social event; it was a business opportunity. He would be strategic. He would be ruthless.