"Fashion is the simplest form of mind control," Noah thought as he walked, his gaze sweeping over the people in the mall.
"It manipulates men and women equally. A man won't be able to tear his gaze away from a woman in a revealing dress, not unless he has the discipline of iron or faith stronger than temptation—and that's rare."
"Just as a woman's eyes will naturally gravitate to a man dressed in clothes that scream wealth and status—brands like L&V or Hermis do more than turn heads; they speak directly to the primal part of the mind, the part that craves power, security, and influence."
He smirked as he continued walking, noting the subtle shifts in people's gazes, their reactions predictable, almost laughable.
"Power isn't just about what you have or what you can do," he mused.
"it's about how you're perceived. The suit, the watch, the car—it's all a carefully crafted illusion.
