**THIS IS HOW I’D LOOK WAITING FOR YOU—AND WHY YOU’D NEVER DARE KEEP ME WAITING.**

Let me paint you a picture, snowflake. You stumble into the room, 10 minutes late, sweating through your fast-fashion hoodie, muttering excuses about traffic. And there I am. Leaned back. Italian suit sharper than your future. Rolex ticking louder than your heartbeat. Eyes locked on you like a predator who just caught the scent of weakness. *This* is how I’d look waiting for you. And you’d crumble.

Because Queens don’t wait. **WE OWN TIME.**

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### **1. YOUR TIME IS WORTHLESS. MINE IS A FORTUNE.**
You think “waiting” is just… *waiting*? Wrong. Waiting is a power move. A test. And you’re failing it. You keep CEOs, billionaires, and A-list Slaylebrities waiting? They’ll replace you with someone who respects the clock. But *me*? I don’t wait for *anyone*. When I say “9 PM,” you better be there at 8:45, kissing the ground my $3,000 loafers walk on.

Why? Because every second of my life is a **$10,000 bill on fire**. I’m out here closing deals, sparring champions, and flying private while you’re stuck in line for $7 oat milk lattes. You think I’d waste my time staring at my phone, tapping my foot like some needy simp? NO. I’d be gone before you could say “sorry.” And you’d spend the rest of your life knowing you blew your shot with a legend.

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### **2. MY “WAITING” FACE IS YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE**
Let’s talk about the *look*. That cold, dead-eyed stare that says, “You’re already dead to me.” The smirk that whispers, “I dare you to waste my oxygen.” When I wait, it’s not passive—it’s a **psychological WAR**. I’m not checking emails. I’m dissecting your insecurities, calculating the dollar value of your apology, and deciding whether you’re worth the DNA it took to make you.

Meanwhile, *you*? You “wait” like a lost puppy. Slouched. Apologetic. Desperate for approval. You think loyalty is built on “niceness”? LOYALTY IS BUILT ON **FEAR**. Fear of losing me. Fear of my silence. Fear of being irrelevant in a world where I reign.

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### **3. YOU KEEP ME WAITING? HERE’S YOUR CONSEQUENCE**
Let’s say you’re dumb enough to test me. You roll up 20 minutes late, giggling about “train delays.” Here’s what happens next:
– I stand up. Slowly. Like a volcano deciding not to erupt… yet.
– I don’t yell. I don’t curse. I simply say, *“You’ve got 10 seconds to give me a reason not to ruin your life.”*
– You stutter. Sweat. Maybe cry. And I walk.

Game over.

You’re dead in my contacts. Dead in my world. And tomorrow, when you beg for a second chance, I’ll already be on a yacht with someone smarter, faster, and *on time*.

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### **4. HOW TO BE THE ONE WHO MAKES OTHERS WAIT**
You want power? Stop chasing it. **BECOME IT.**
– **Treat time like blood.** Spill it only for wars worth fighting.
– **Dress like every second is a negotiation.** Sharp suits. Clean shoes. A watch that screams, “I own your clock.”
– **Move with purpose.** Never rush. Never linger. Be a ghost until you CHOOSE to be seen.

Weaklings wait. Leaders *make you* wait. And when they finally arrive? The room resets. Hearts race. The game changes.

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### **FINAL WARNING: CLOCKS DON’T TICK FOR LOSERS**
This isn’t about ego. It’s about **VALUE**. The world doesn’t wait for you to “find yourself.” It moves for those who *take it*.

So the next time you’re late? Remember my face. Cold. Calm. Already bored of you. Because while you’re stuck in traffic, I’m trading minutes for billions. And I’ll never, *ever* spare you a second thought.

Step up. Or get stepped over.

**Welcome to the Top. —VICTORIA ASHFORD**

*P.S. Still scrolling? Tick-tock, champ. Your potential’s expiring.* 🔥

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