The spotlights ignited with a brilliant flare.
A balmy evening breeze drifted through Los Alverez, carrying whispers of excitement as limousines, polished sedans, and sleek black SUVs glided into the circular driveway of the newly unveiled Pantheon Club.
Compared to what it had been when Darren bought it, this building was magnificent!
It rose majestically, having an exterior of pure black and deep gold, gleaming like liquid ink beneath the city's glow. At its peak, a radiant golden emblem shone brightly: a stylized owl with wings spread wide, the proud symbol of the Pantheon.
It gave the club an aura of taste and essence.
For passersby who did not know what was happening, today was the official launch of the Pantheon Club.
Cameras erupted in flashes along the plush crimson carpet unfurled before the club's entrance.
A sturdy press barricade held back journalists shouting names, capturing images, and streaming live to entertainment networks and digital blogs.
