Drake waited for the small gate to open up and drove drove his Bugatti in to Cynthia's exquisite compound. He parked and stepped out of the car then walked to the door and rang the doorbell. The door was immediately pulled open to reveal an excited Bernice. "Mr Wilson, what a surprise". Drake squinted his eyes, as if trying to jog his memory to place where he had seen her. He failed."Uhh, nice meeting you?" He said in his deep, metallic voice that caused Bernice to squeal and jump. "Cynthia, don't keep Mr Drake waiting", she shouted and asked Drake in. The moment he stepped in, he was greeted with a mild, alluring and yet intoxicating scent. He recognized it, it was Cynthia's body scent, but how could her scent monopolize the entire house and yet she had guests around, he roamed his eyes around the view of the house, it was simple and elegant, just like her.He smirked and turned to tour a corner he had seen on the right but at that moment, Cynthia walked out of wherever she was hidi
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