The Amazing Marcus Puth

Don!!

Don celebrated with his friends in his room, glasses of alcohol in hand.

"We did it guys!" he exclaimed, a broad grin stretching across his face. “How dare Marcus think he could compete with me for Sandra's affection," he scoffed, his words laced with a hint of arrogance. "A poor man trying to rub shoulders with the elite. Hah!"

His friends laughed, their voices filling the room with a chorus of approval. Don raised his glass, his eyes gleaming with triumph.

“Cheers to victory,” one of his friends mumbled as they hit their glasses together.

Don's mind swirled with vindictive thoughts, his obsession with Sandra a deep-rooted fixation that had burrowed into the core of his being.

Sandra will have no choice but to submit to me he mused, his expression darkening as he reveled in his own power.

His childhood affection for Sandra had led him to manipulate his parents into favoring her father, elevating them to the status of a third-tier family. Don had always fiercely defended Sandra fro