Power. Safety. Control.

"I never want to starve again. I never what to be chased out. I never want to be betrayed or abandoned." I said, looking back at the corpse. "Anna and May can be useful to me. I can make it so they can't betray me. I can't control him. Therefore. . ."

Donnie needs to go.

"Goal number one. Easy enough." I looked around. "Neighbors will realize something's wrong, eventually. That's a threat."

I need to expand my control.

"Goal number two." I sighed. "I'll need to control all the women in the area, and leverage that to control the men. Otherwise I'll run into problems and never have piece of mind."

What about the neighbor's neighbors?

"Shit." I chuckled. "How far will I need to extend my web for that piece of mind?"

Everywhere.

"Like some sort of demented demon king." I burst out into raucous laughter. "Well, I guess that's goal number three. Maximize the profits."

Or you could leave.