We arrived at Mason's place and I was blown away by how tall the building was.
"Wait, the penthouse isn't like his parents property... it's his." I asked, Damien had told me Mason owned a penthouse apartment where he mostly stayed because his parents were rarely around. I had thought it would be something similar to Damien's mom's apartment instead we had driven to a tall building, gone through an underground parking area and used a private elevator to get to the penthouse.
"Yeah, people get cars, jewelery, vacation tickets for their sweet 16, The Hamiltons gifted their son a penthouse." He explained chuckling. I could only nod, there were really levels to this thing called wealth. The elevator doors opened and we walked into the apartment that looked like it had been taken out of a high
