Although it was at least eight AM in the morning, there were still a handful of drunk patrons hanging around the club.
Jael got rid of them with a snap of his fingers, buff men striding over to drag them off the property.
Caspian watched this happen with curious eyes, getting led by Jael into the building while he was still watching.
The club was being cleaned up for the day while they walked through it, bartenders restocking.
"I asked the men to set up a space for you in the office," Jael spoke up, starting to grow concerned over what he would come to meet.
Jael pushed open the door as he spoke, staring in disbelief at the changes that had been made.
He had been expecting that they would just bring a sofa in from one of the private rooms, and Caspian could watch shows on a laptop.
He hadn't been expecting them to turn into full on interior decorators. There were rugs, bookshelves, and even a television, and a room divider.
