Novel & Cerita Greed And Power

“What?” “If he didn’t tell me about the comments you made about me, you wouldn’t be here. You ought to resent him for doing this to you but instead, you’re licking his feet like a lap dog. This is what he’s done to the pack that I love, he’s reduced all of you to weaklings and I can’t stand it anymore.” The thing with thirst for power was that it would make you feel that you’re the messiah and everything you’re doing is for the benefit of the masses while in reality, you’re doing it to satisfy your greed.

A relationship that had been well-established for a dozen years could end in enmity over mere power. Every day, the world is getting older. The people present also have different ambitions. Power is the pinnacle. Because by having power, it will be easy for someone to rule. Those who are thirsty for wealth and throne, will justify any means to get what they want. "I have something to tell you, sir. This time it's not about Malik or Leonardo." "What is it?" Alexander Guan turned around, when Leonardo's name was mentioned, then dropped a glare that contained anger. "About Anindira..."

the silence that filled the room was defeaning, so much that if a needle was dropped onto the ground, the sound will be heard. Greed is a incurable disease, which once gotten it takes a lot of effort to get rid of it. I thought, watching as Adrian’s eyes lingered on the pen and contract. Before he finally took the contract and flipped through it quickly to the last page to append his signature. If he hadn't been blinded by greed, he would have seen the clause present i had added to the proposal with the aid of Ethan's company, the clause would allow Vale Capital to completely seize the company if their quarterly performance did not meet the required expectations. Adrian's focus was solely on

“The other packs might be in cohorts with them this time. They all want the same thing, power and their greed has blinded them” None of this makes any sense. You said there was going to be a plague, danger and disaster. How does any of that relate to power?” I'd finally asked the question that had been on my mind for a while. The kind of plague that could possibly wipe out all of our kind doesn't just appear randomly or out of the blue. It's bred by something. Naturally the greed speaking through them makes them think it is something that can be controlled” “You can't control anything capable of so much destruction…”

" Listen, Badmus. I have no problems with you. We have been together in this for a longer time than I can remember. The reason those miscreants will have to be cut off is because of their greed. " " Greed?" " Yes, Badmus. They will grow hungry for power and try to be ride through my reign. This is what happens when you let them so much. Why do you think they decided to help ? In fact, they had decided to push me up even before I approached them for it. Why do you think they went to such lengths?" " I have no idea. "

Yet the woman stood her ground, an flitter of smugness in her expression once she noticed that he words had gotten to Aspen. “Jealousy? Greed?” Aspen let out a dry chuckle from low in his chest. He seemed almost maniacal as he looked down at his mother. “Greed is not caring that your precious Julian killed your husband because you wanted a more controllable Alpha, greed is letting him wreck havoc and destroy the foundations and reputations of this pack that has been around for centuries! Greed is repeatedly telling me I can never amount to anything just so you won’t have anyone touch the precious power you had wrapped around your fingers!” Aspen growled out, enunciating each word as he spoke

But I was dead wrong. Human greed and selfishness knew no bounds. If one gave them an inch, they would take a mile. Only absolute power earned reverence from the demons hiding in human skin. I closed the file and rose to my feet. Beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, sunlight pierced through the clouds, illuminating the thriving metropolis below. My life was only just beginning.

For the first time since she’d met him, he looked… tired. “That man,” Lucian said quietly, “Elias—he and I didn’t just work together. We trusted each other. Built things that still exist, even now.” “And something went wrong,” Sienna said. “Yes.” His voice hardened. “He believes power should be taken without restraint. I believe it should be controlled.” She let out a bitter laugh. “You say that like control is gentle.” Lucian didn’t flinch. “It isn’t. But it’s deliberate.” The words settled between them.

Why would someone spend this much time, this much money and this much effort trying to ruin us? Why did he think I posed so much risk to him? This wasn't a personal obsession. This wasn't a crime of passion or a vendetta born of old high school grudges. It was just greed. A shudder ran down my spine. Sometimes greed is so much scarier than hatred. Hatred came with emotions. You could usually trace it back to a wound, an insult or a betrayal, but greed is none of that. People had nearly died. And all of it had happened because someone wanted a better chance at winning an exhibition

“And with that type of covering, he would secure more partners. Venture into more businesses and so he would increase his empire.” So this all boiled down to one thing at the end of the day and the number one factor that always drove men to crime: greed. Daniel’s father had left him a legacy, albeit a small one, he had refused to build on it choosing to blackmail me instead into giving him what he had no right to. Years down the line, he’d gotten greedy again and now he had come back from everything.