It was a night of timeless elegance and sophistication.
The air shimmered with the golden hue of wealth as Ruby's sleek car rolled through the main security checkpoint at the gate.
From the side window, she watched the magnificent Acharya mansion rise like a star above the glowing lawns of the Grand Marina Estate, as guests donned in elegant evening wear strolled in.
The spraying fountains glittered as valets in crisp white uniforms directed convoys of Bentleys, Lamborghinis and Rolls-Royces, amongst other exquisite cars.
From the brightly illuminated mansion, soft classical music floated through the night air, its rhythm warm and inviting. And for a moment, Ruby thought she was floating in another world.
Stan finally pulled to a stop by the organised parking lots, a lingering smile framing his lips as he stole furtive glances at the goddess seated behind him.
