Gemotions

He felt a strange lightness, a lifting in his chest, as he watched the first guests arrive. The venue, a swanky nightclub, was bathed in soft light, the music a perfect blend of energy and sophistication. He'd done it.

He surveyed the scene, his eyes gleaming. He'd out-spent, out-planned, and out-maneuvered Mark at every possible turn. The thought brought an involuntary smile to his face.

The bartender handed him a perfectly crafted cocktail, and he took a long, slow sip. He could feel the anticipation building, the excitement of the night. He saw Mark's party on social media. They were struggling. The feeling was exquisite.