Gemotions

The news felt like a physical blow, a rush of blood to his head. He caught himself smiling, a wide, almost manic grin. The world around him faded. It was all a little blurry and unreal, a dream that had finally come true.

He had orchestrated this, in his own way. He hadn't been direct; he'd been subtle, weaving his influence. Now, the threads he had so carefully pulled were all coming together. He could practically feel the power humming through the office.

He leaned back, a low, satisfied hum escaping his lips. He ran his hand through his hair, a nervous energy bubbling beneath the surface. It was time to start putting his plan into motion. He knew exactly what he wanted.