It took them a good half an hour to go over the internal makeover of the brothel, and Raena couldn’t help but smile with satisfaction. She had brought the contractors who worked in the restaurant to do the job, and they didn’t disappoint. The crumbling walls and peeling paint had disappeared, giving way to a smooth white and gold coat. They had changed the windows and the door facing the street and the whole place looked like the house of a rich noble. Semi-transparent curtains hung in front of the windows, hinting at what pleasures one might expect inside. The walls had been soundproofed too.
The interior was almost ready since it didn’t require the intricate paintings and decoration the restaurant did. The first floor was painted in dark tones — red and black, with a sprinkle of gold fo
