Are you really willing to do ANYTHING for power?
Images flashed through his mind in rapid succession... unbidden, unwanted, undeniable:
Marcus. That smirk. The one he wore when they cornered him. When Alex's world shattered into a thousand pieces and Marcus just... laughed.
The humiliation. The destruction. The complete and utter powerlessness of watching someone use you, break you, and walk away without consequence.
"You were so easy," Marcus had said. "Did you really think someone like Sophia would want you?"
The memory was a knife, still sharp after all this time.
And here he was... standing in David's bedroom, kissing David's wife, using Linda's manipulated feelings for his own survival...
Becoming exactly what Marcus had been.
A user. A manipulator. Someone who took what he wanted and called it necessary.
Different circumstances. Different excuses.
Same poison.
You really are willing to do anything for power, aren't you?
