Quinton commands the room with that magnetic presence of his, watching as crew members hang on his every word. It fills me with pride seeing how perfectly I've molded him. Sure, he looks like he could run things solo, but that's just the surface. I know every crack in that facade, every moment of doubt, every weakness carved into his soul. I've been at Quinton's side since he was just a kid. Back then, little Quinton clung to me for everything, and I made sure he got whatever he wanted. Maybe that's where it all started—planting the seed that he simply can't exist without me. Strip away my influence, and he's still that powerless child. Hell, maybe he always will be. No matter how much he plays the untouchable boss, he only finds real peace when he's in my arms. Even now, I can see his eyes waver the moment I call his name. Whenever Quinton tries to assert his independence, I have to bite back laughter. You think you can break free from me? Not a fucking chance. You can't function without me, and deep down, you know it. I've made sure of that with every carefully chosen word, every calculated action that keeps you tethered to my side. I'm the only person you can truly trust, your most loyal lieutenant. I've conditioned you to always feel like you need me. Don't get me wrong—you're not incompetent. You've grown sharp, dangerous even. But every ounce of that power exists because I was there to nurture it. Without me, you never could've built this empire. For you, I've painted my hands red every single day, executed your orders without a single mistake. You belong to me, and I'm the architect of everything you've become. That's not opinion—that's fact. No matter how much you evolve, how much stronger you get, you're still mine. Quinton, you can't survive without me. I've made damn sure you'll never escape my orbit. Every moment you reach for me, every time you need me, I feel this intoxicating rush of satisfaction. So this is how it'll always be. You belong to me, and I'll never leave your side.