As soon as Ethan entered his room, he noticed something was different.
In a secluded corner, right next to the bed, a staircase led downward—polished marble steps that certainly hadn't been there before.
He exchanged a curious glance with Evelyn, and together they began to descend.
The first thing he saw was a table very much like a pool table.
Alice leaned over it, one eye half-closed as she aimed her cue at the white ball, the tip of her tongue peeking out between her lips in pure concentration.
The sight was strangely endearing.
"A game room?" Ethan's eyes sparkled as he scanned the space.
That was exactly what it was—a game room containing everything from pool tables to card games and shooting targets, all the way to a swimming pool in the back.
Dozens of other games were scattered across an area slightly smaller than half a soccer field.
