Marcus led them through a series of pristine corridors. The polished brass fixtures shone against rich mahogany paneling, and plush carpet muffled their footsteps.
"Here we are, gentlemen. Marcus announced the arrival of the Poseidon Suite and produced an ornate key card.
He swept it across a gold-plated sensor, and the double doors swung open silently.
Kane's jaw fell open.
The suite opened into a vast living area with floor-to-ceiling windows that showcased the endless blue of the Aegean Sea.
Sunlight spilled across Italian marble floors, illuminating furniture that looked too expensive to touch.
"Holy sh—" Kane caught himself. "This is incredible."
A gleaming grand piano occupied one corner beside a fully stocked bar with rare liquors.
The centerpiece of the room was a circular hot tub, surrounded by mood lighting that cycled through subtle oceanic hues.
"Is that a hot tub in the living room?" Kane whispered, eyes wide.
