Zeus's Party

When we arrived at Zeus mansion, I couldn't help but stare at its magnificence. With the lavish double-door entrance and oversized water fountain out front, it reached so high that you'd think it was a fairytale. I wonder who this Zeus man was. He has more power and money, but something about him is almost scary.

"Welcome!" Zeus greeted us upon our entrance.

The double entry stairways to the grand foyer, the diamond and gold four-tier chandelier hung above us, and the dark wood walls; had an essence of a modern whore house, if I'm being honest. So breathtaking. It's not bright white and clean like modern homes; it is more medieval with a contemporary twist. It was seducing; the black leather and deep crimson Chesterfields, accompanied by the amber lighting and thick black velvet pressed curtain that reached the ceiling, added to the charm. As we walked into his mansion, the deep hints of sandalwood were set deep within the furniture and walls.

"Zeus!" Dimitri smiled before hug