Power Of Habit Book Novels & Stories

My heartbeat quickened and my face flushed again. Why is my body reacting this stupid way all of a sudden? “Besides,” He continued as if he had no care in the word. “Immense power is acquired by assuring yourself in your secret reveries that you were born to control things.” “Do you feel that you have immense power?” “I employ over forty thousand people, That gives me a certain sense of responsibility—power, if you will. If I decided I was no longer interested in the telecommunications business and cell, twenty thousand plus people would struggle to make their mortgage payments after a month or so.”

I smiled to myself and returned to the reading, already rewriting the narrative in my head, already preparing for the next meeting, the next challenge, the next door someone would try to open without knocking. Power, I had discovered, wasn't loud. It didn’t announce itself or demand space. It simply existed, steady and undeniable. And as I sat there, pen in my hand, office quiet again, I knew one thing was certain. I wasn’t going anywhere. Not today. Not tomorrow. Not ever. This was my ground now. And always.