🏩 Zamani's Club 🏩
THEIR pure black coloured Bentley drove into the airy compound of Zamani's Club, followed by a black BMW, with their tyres making a screeching sound on the interlocked floor.
The Bentley had Oswald, Vincenzo Nathan and of course, the driver, while the BMW had about four guards, and the driver.
The two cars drove straight to the parking lot and screeched to a halt, and Nathan alighted the Bentley immediately, then walked over the car and opened the car door.
Vincenzo was the first to alight, then Oswald followed, alighting slowly. Although they were on simple clothings of designer t-shirts, shorts and white sneakers, the affluence and opulence could still be depicted.
As soon as they were down, the evening gentle breeze caressed their skins and Vincenzo breathed in, s
