Serena's POV
The Original Blackwood Flagship Store.
The building before us was understated elegance personified - smooth stone façade in cool gray tones, discreet gold lettering. No flashing lights, no gaudy signage - just quiet, confident luxury.
"This is... different," I remarked as Ryan helped me from the car.
"That's the point," he replied, his hand settling naturally at the small of my back. "Vegas is a city of spectacle. We wanted to be the complete opposite - the place where real money comes to actually relax."
I had to admit, the contrast worked brilliantly. While neighboring establishments competed to be the loudest and brightest, the Blackwood store commanded attention precisely because it didn't beg for it.
As we approached, I noticed several staff members as
