The next morning came with intention, we had no plans of doing anything. We had our brunch as we woke up later after 12pm, so exhausted from all the fun we had in Paris and the flight back home.
After we finished eating, Canna grabbed his keys and glanced at me.
“Ready?” he asked.
I nodded. “I’ve been ready since yesterday.”
The drive to the mansion was smooth, the city slowly thinning into wider roads and quieter surroundings. The closer we got, the more the environment shifted. The security there is very tight, the environment is very calm and the houses are spaced farther apart. All it screamed was luxury, wealth, and peace.
When we arrived at the gate, it opened without delay. The property unfolded gradually, long driveway, tall trees lining both sides, and the house revealing i
