~James~

In the dimly lit bedroom, the air was heavy with the acrid scent of cocaine as James and two girls indulged in their vices. The illicit drug coursed through their veins, creating a momentary illusion of ecstasy. As James snorted a line of cocaine, he closed his eyes, lost in the euphoria of the moment. For a fleeting instant, it felt as if he had ascended to heaven.

The room was designed for indulgence, with a carefully curated atmosphere. Soft, soothing music played in the background, and the dim lighting created an ambiance of decadence. The girls, with their own eyes half-lidded and bodies swaying, were captivated by the hedonistic escape.

But the illusion was shattered abruptly by an insistent knock on the door. James' eyes snapped open, and his expression transformed from one of bliss to one of irritation. The grating voice that accompanied his narrowed eyes cut through the intoxicating haze that had enveloped the room.

"What?" James asked with a sharp edge to his voice. He gla