Chapter 23 The Underground Mansion one

• Moments later, his guards sprang into action, their movements swift and synchronized. That's when he emerged from the VIP room, his presence commanding attention.
• He made his way over to where I was sitting at the bar, his hands extended in a gesture that seemed almost imperious.
• I looked at him quizzically, wondering what he wanted me to put in his hands. "You want a drink?" I asked awkwardly, trying to hide my confusion.