Jordan, Alec, and I entered the VIP lounge area in Jordan's office one after the other.
The room had a huge glass window overlooking the entire city of Manhattan. The morning sun was pouring in through them and illuminating the cream-colored walls which surrounded the rest of the room. A round glass table was centered around a set of four white-colored sofas which were facing the window.
A rectangle-shaped table occupied the middle area with 6 chairs around it.
To the extreme right of the room was a long L-shaped mica table, which I assumed was a sort of a bar, obviously. Glasses were hanging upside down from a false ceiling above that table and rows of expensive alcohol bottles were lined up over the shelves behind it.
Further into the room, towards the east of that direction, was a pool table. Behind which was a huge bookshelf lined with different books.
"What is this room?" I whispered as Alec took his place next to me.
