He always got excited whenever he totaled it all up. While he sat in his oversized chair, he decided to count through the previous night’s take. And power was what it took to run his empire. He liked that people were intimidated by him, even feared him. Many saw him as total muscle god, completely shredded and full of the arrogance and attitude that went along with the look.
And for Steve, he never wanted to be too far away from his next pump. One of the perks of having your own office in your own business: you can do whatever the fuck you want with it. His massive chest heaved up and down as he caught his breath from his workout. His palms still burned from the scratchy bar of the weight bench. As Steve slumped into his office chair, he felt his arms pulsing with freshly fueled blood.
