Enes drove his new Ferrari 911, speeding through the night.
An hour later, Enes arrived at the Astoria family villa.
It was late at night, and everything was silent except for the howling cold wind raging in the air.
Among all the surrounding villas, only his house still had its lights on. He couldn't help but feel worried. "What could they want at this hour? Dad didn't even give me any details."
In the car, Enes tidied himself up in the rearview mirror, changed into simpler clothes, and sprayed on some perfume. These were basic maneuvers—Jake often did the same when he'd been fooling around outside, all to pass his parents' inspections.
Taking a deep breath, Enes pushed open the villa door and walked straight in.
The lights in the first-floor lobby were blindingly bright. Having frequented dimly lit bars and pleasure spots for years, he found it hard to adjust to such intense lighting.
"Brother, you're back?" Mia trotted eagerly from the living room to greet Enes.
