Power taste different

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Marcel woke up feeling like a different man. He stretched in the massive bed, sunlight pouring through floor to ceiling windows. No more aching back from cheap mattresses. No more worry about bills. He stood tall, slipped on a tailored shirt that cost more than his old yearly rent, and looked in the mirror. His voice came out smoother, deeper. "Today the world listens when I speak." He walked out of the penthouse with confident steps. The elevator ride down felt like stepping onto a stage. Outside, paparazzi swarmed him instantly. Cameras clicked nonstop. Reporters shouted questions. "Mr. Kane, how does it feel to go from nothing to owning half the media in one week and how did you accomplish it?" "Marcel, is it true you bought Olivia Hart's contract?" He stopped briefly, flashing a c

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