Mathias exited the sleek car and glanced up at the illuminated board of the exclusive VIP club. He tucked his hands deep into the pockets of his tailored trousers and proceeded inside. A uniformed usher immediately appeared and smoothly led him through the throng, straight toward a secluded private lounge.
Upon entering the dimly lit space, he found Diego casually leaning against the plush velvet lounge seating, a crystal glass containing alcohol resting loosely in his hand.
"Finally, you managed to find the time to see me," Diego remarked dryly, before tilting his head back and swiftly draining the remaining liquor from his glass.
"You have put yourself in a drain, and unlike you, I've actually been busy with work," Mathias retorted bluntly, taking the seat on the opposite side of the lounge. A liquor was immediately poured for him by a waiting server as he reached up and deliberately loosened the knot of the tie around his neck.
