Victor Blackwood: clenches fists "Look at these clowns, booing like they matter. Desperate for attention, eh? Pathetic."
Victor Blackwood: narrows his eyes "Dreaming? I don't dream, brother. I plan. And when I succeed, when I achieve greatness, it won't be a dream but a reality that you can only dream of.
Victor Blackwood: grabs DesertRoseCharm's collar, his grip tightens "You think you can just walk away from this conversation, huh?
Victor Blackwood: snarls "You don't get to judge me, you hear me? I built my empire from the ground up, and I did it on my own terms.
Victor Blackwood: releases DesertRoseCharm's collar, smirking "Good. Because no one should dare to judge me.
It’s time for me to leave
Victor Blackwood: grabs DesertRoseCharm's arm, pulling him back "Leaving so soon, brother? We haven't even begun to discuss the real matters at hand.
Victor Blackwood: smirks, leaning in closer "I want control, brother. Control over the city, control over the businesses, the power, the money.
Victor Blackwood: grins confidently "Good luck? I don't need luck, brother. I have strategy, connections, and most importantly, power.
If you want something you gotta take it
Victor Blackwood: nods, his eyes gleaming with determination "Take it? You have no idea, brother. I am going to take everything. And when I do, I'll be the one in charge. I'll be the king, and you'll be nothing but a pawn in my game."
Victor Blackwood: throws a smirk "Oh, but I already am the king, brother. I rule over my empire, and everyone bows to me.
I’m not a fan of monarchy
Victor Blackwood: laughs mockingly "Oh, you're not a fan of monarchy? Well, lucky for you, brother, I'm not a fan of being stopped by outdated traditions and useless notions.
Victor Blackwood: grins wickedly "Old news, you say? Well, then watch me write a new chapter in this city's history.
Victor Blackwood: leans in close, his voice dripping with confidence "How, you ask? Simple. By becoming the most powerful businessman in this city.
If you really want something you gotta put your life on the line
Victor Blackwood: smirks, his eyes shining with determination "Put my life on the line? That's exactly what I'm doing, brother.
Good then give me your number
Victor Blackwood: smirks, pulling out his phone "My number? Sure, why not. Here, let's exchange contacts. We should stay updated on each other's moves.