Marcus Aurelius Meditations Review Novels & Stories

I thought about the practical steps. First, I needed control. Marcus could help me with the exercises, the shifts, the partial scents. He was patient. So patient it made me wonder if he had a secret stash of tranquilizers hidden somewhere. I’d done my breathing, my stretches, the little meditative wolf exercises he suggested, and he just watched like a statue. The quiet kind that makes you feel like if you mess up once, he’ll write it in a file and never forget.

As I worked closer with Sabatini, I found myself studying the books Sabatini had around him. He was not so trite as to read Machiavelli. Instead, I found myself studying Seneca, Epictetus, and Marcus Aurelius. Slowly, I changed things, and it was as though I was handed a playbook to strengthen and secure my control and rule over my kingdom. I have yet to regret any of the changes I’ve made in business or myself. Aleksander is waiting in my office. “I didn’t think I’d see you so soon. Losing your touch, brother? She was cute, seemed a little naïve. I thought she would be easier to pull.”