He was driving slowly in his brand new Mercedes Benz C-Class, dark ash color. The car was shining all over, indicating its newness. The car was first class in beauty and elegance. He was driving carefully on the well-maintained asphalt road, which was in a wealthy neighborhood where the road was always being repaired. He headed directly to a magnificent house, which was the most beautiful in the entire line. The silver-colored gate was shining as if it was made of raw gold. He honked at the gate, and the security guard, dressed in a blue uniform and black pants, quickly came out. The guard, who had never seen such a car before, noticed the license plate with the AS emblem and respectfully saluted the car, even though he couldn't see who was inside due to the tinted windows. The security guard opened the gate, and the car drove in and parked in the designated space. The way he parked the car showed his class. He stayed in the car for 10 minutes before opening the door, and then took another 5 minutes to step out, revealing his well-groomed feet in white shoes. His long toes were so attractive that any woman would be mesmerized by them. He placed his beautiful feet on the interlock pavement and stepped out of the car with grace and class. He was tall and handsome, with a height that made him stand out. His beauty was beyond imagination, capable of making any woman drool. He had a chocolate complexion that was almost fair, and his skin was smooth and shiny. He had a medium build, with a well-defined chest that looked like it was made of steel. His body was covered in hair, including his handsome face with a long nose, small mouth with pink lips, and large brown eyes. His friends often joked that his eyes were too beautiful to be real. His eyebrows were thick and connected, and he had a well-groomed beard that added to his charm. His hair was soft and curly, making him look like an Arab. He was dressed in a dark royal blue outfit that highlighted his muscular arms with a tattoo on his right arm. He loved tattoos and had one done in America. He preferred traditional outfits and rarely wore casual clothes unless he was in Abuja or Kano. He stood by his car, lost in thought, admiring the grand house. He was a man of endurance and patience, and only his nanny and mother could understand his worries. He sighed deeply, took out his three phones (an iPhone 15 Pro Max, a Samsung, and a Nokia Android), and walked towards the house. The staff greeted him respectfully, and he responded with a smile, hiding his inner turmoil. He hadn't slept for five days, and his heart was racing. He was eager to get inside and feel the cool air of the AC.