Prologue
What does it mean for women to hold power? Especially over each other in a world that often defines it through male lenses?
From birth, women are trained on the theory that the power we possess is and must be soft, delicate. That we must yield to the universe’s mold of dominance, even in the very spaces we command, design, or nurture into existence.
It centers on us. Every position. Every routine we master.
The unwritten rules of how women display power have long been shaped for male consumption. Clinging to this belief that women seek men for power, control and dominance to merely survive and exist conflicts the entire present fact that there are women who exist outside of that order. Women who are both feminine and forceful, both the storm and its calm.
But, these women, both dominant and in control, have no fascination with conforming to the universe’s rules, the male’s fixation, or the accepted rules of power.
These women do not chase validation or compete in rooms thick with testosterone.
They do not beg to be seen.
Their intentions are different.
It is to consume the female psyche. To touch the instinct buried deep within another woman’s need to submit, to yield. To watch herunravelonce power and control are no longer her own.
But, when you try to control a woman’s mind with restraint, test her physical temptation with tension, and challenge her equal fight for dominance, you commence a risky yet addicting game of psychological foreplay.
And in that game, there are no winners. Only women who dare to play.
