The young man took a deep breath and, without any more hesitation, walked up the stairs, pushed the glass door open, and stepped into the building. His eyes flitted around and fell on a receptionist who stood at the table near the entrance.
He snapped his fingers and one of his men arrived. He walked up to the receptionist and received the key to his young master's flat, then ordered the others to follow behind them.
They used the elevator to ride up to the second floor and strode out when the door opened.
They glanced around and immediately their eyes sighted the door with the number "205" above it, they halted. The bodyguard swiped the card on the lock and the door creaked open.
They pushed the door open and the young man stepped in. His eyes glanced around the room, and a broad smile emerged on his brims.
The living room was quite vast, with a wide, tall glass window and a huge chandelier that emitted a luminous light.
