Meanwhile, in the guy's room, just as the ladies' rooms had been decorated, theirs was also given the same lavish treatment. Six menwho were actually designers were present, to help the Alpha's get dressed.
"This room is… beautiful," Dickson murmured under his breath, his eyes scanning every corner with awe. His gaze lingered on the glimmering chandelier above them, the intricate wallpaper, and the furniture carved from rare woods. "Just how much do you think everything in this room is worth?"
"More than your life, if you'll ask me," Joe replied, his voice barely above a whisper. He gave a sly smirk before leaning closer. "Only if we could take one of the pieces of furniture here… that could change our lives forever. Or…" he chuckled dryly, "or could ruin our lives forever if they find out."
