Alexander
"Alexander, you’re f*****g insane. No, really. How the hell do you even think of these things? It’s like you’re five steps ahead of reality, and then—bam, it actually happens. You’ve got the devil’s mind, I swear."
That was Leo’s dramatic outburst before finally getting to the point earlier. I’d heard variations of it so many times before— from my father, from my brother, from just about anyone who had the misfortune of witnessing how my mind worked.
"Alexander King, you’re dangerous. A man like you shouldn’t exist."
But I never saw it that way.
To me, it was just common sense. Observe a situation, assess every possible outcome, and then choose the one that benefits you the most. It wasn’t difficult. People were predictable, especially men who thought they were smarter than
