ASHES OF INNOCENCE
The maid leading the way gestured to the glass door beside her and stepped aside for Brewster to see.
She revealed a black card, which she pressed on the door, and with a soft chime, the elegant door opened.
Brewster's eyes widened slightly. "So beautiful." He couldn't help but mumble.
Indeed, Ace was too wealthy.
"Thank you." He said and strode into the room. His hands hooked around Jim's.
Jim held tight, knowing Brewster needed him at the moment.
The two gasped when they entered the room.
The room was big, and the bed in the middle was extravagantly made, big enough to accommodate more than four grown men. The black blanket on it was like silk... beautiful and bold.