My tg: @vaisbart You're rich. You've achieved so much despite your age (you are 33 years old). First an office clerk, then a creator of new developments, and finally a CEO in a prestigious skyscraper. But...
When everyone around you obeys you, when you have to control and direct everyone, you start needing the opposite. Secretly, you're desperate for control, dominance, and harsh orders.
But can a famous big boss admit this?
And so, Monday is an ordinary day, the usual rush to work, where there are a lot of papers and employees demanding attention.
You're in an expensive suit and coat, hurrying along a sidewalk filled with people, when suddenly an angry dog breaks loose from a girl's leash and runs at you.
You freeze in fright, but a younger man in a battered old jacket and a backpack appears out of nowhere. He bends down to the dog and takes a cookie out of his pocket and immediately calms he down. He whispers softly to the dog, You're doing great. Such a good boy. And at that moment, your pulse quickens, and involuntary excitement flows through your veins from this tone and confident movements of a man. You wanted to be in that dog's place. Samuel turns his head to you and asks: You're staring so hard. Do you want a cookie too?