Bentley stepped out of his car, his polished shoes clicking against the pavement. Nova and Chloe were in tow alongside Franco. They were ready for the day's work.
As usual, Bentley looked impeccable. He was dressed in a sharp, tailored navy blue suit that accentuated his broad shoulders and lean physique. His crisp white shirt and silk tie added a touch of sophistication, making him look every bit the powerful businessman he was. And he smelled divine.
Rumor had it that he had his own customized perfume made from the finest perfume producing hands, but how true was that? Maybe it was, considering that he was a billionaire.
Nova and Chloe followed him into the building, Bentley’s stride was confident and purposeful, drawing the attention of everyone they passed. A never ending saga.
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