Queen Black Bee

I see the way you look at me - hungry, captivated, powerless. You crave what I offer, don’t you? That burning desire to surrender, to

You say you’re successful. That you’ve built an empire, that people bow to you in meetings, that your name commands

You already know who the superior ones are. You feel it every time you crave me, every time you kneel in silence, waiting for my attention.

There’s something irresistible about watching a man realize his place.

At first, there’s resistance. He’s powerful, successful - a leader