He could get used to living like this. His earlier walk through his new, unexpected living quarters had filled him with the warm sensation of opulence. Every detail in this suite reeked of unabashed luxury. The suite itself consisted of three separate rooms–a bedroom, a living room and a bathroom. To call them rooms were not doing them justice, though. They were works of art. The bathroom, for example, had its own endless pool. Yes, settling into this suite was no problem whatsoever. His only complaint was the complete lack of windows; there was no view to the outside world. Still, if one was going to be deprived of the natural light from the sun, the light twinkling off the thousands of crystals hanging from the five-foot chandelier would do. He made himself comfortable on the couch and reached out to pour himself a cup of tea from the steaming silver teapot, which seemed to have magically appeared on the glass coffee table when he had been in the bathroom enjoying the luxury of the Jacuzzi.
