Liam led the way toward the villa, his pace casual, hands sliding into his pockets as the tropical breeze washed over them.
The evening sun dipped low, painting the Caribbean horizon in deep hues of orange and violet.
Behind him, Daniel, Mason, and Nick followed in silence, their shoes crunching against the stone path.
The villa rose before them like something out of a billionaire's fantasy — glass walls catching the sunset, wide terraces overlooking the crescent shoreline, and palm trees swaying like sentries in the salt air.
Liam pushed the door open and ushered them inside. The interior was immaculate, designed with understated luxury: marble floors polished to a mirror sheen, wide leather lounges angled toward the panoramic ocean view, and subtle lighting that gave the villa a warm, golden glow.
