Monica's POV
Darren's game room was nothing short of spectacular. Walking in felt like being transported to an exclusive Vegas casino floor. The space boasted everything from gleaming roulette wheels and professional card tables to vintage arcade machines and colorful slot machines. The lighting was perfect—bright enough to energize the room while maintaining an atmosphere of sophistication.
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to my humble entertainment quarters," Darren announced with a theatrical bow that made me smile.
Michelle rolled her eyes. "Cut the modesty act, Darren. There's not a single 'humble' thing about this mansion. It's ridiculously extravagant for a bachelor pad."
"I simply enjoy hosting my friends in style," Darren defended himself with a casual shrug. "The bar is fully stocked—help yourselves. I've arranged for some appetizers to arrive shortly. Let's settle in and enjoy ourselves."
