Having people you know cannot stand you or are at best indifferent to you, who have previously looked at you with a condescending flick of the nose and hair, purposefully made you feel small, having to talk to you. Lining up to talk to you, to be your best friend; because there is a craving and need to be your friend to serve their self-interest. To be able to see the fear in their eyes tinged with admiration, because your success has made life beat their shallowness over their heads like a sledgehammer. This is perhaps the greatest reward of Power.
