[~Song Recommendations: New York by Cat Power & Die Young by Kesha~]
Michael's BMW roared to life as he drove off into the distance accompanied by his convoy. It hadn't been even a minute that the blissful thoughts of Layla began to pester his mind driving him mad. Her sweet scent lingered around his neck as she literally slept over him for the entire night.
'I'll try to reach back as soon as I can Layla; Just don't hurt yourself.' He mused and soon enough he came across the Perkinston Corps. The high-rise tower with its signature styling, cyan colored glass panels was a sight to behold for commoners. The tower was erected at the center whereas the trees covered its surroundings offering it a look of tranquility.
The main path connecting the road to the building was adorned with countless fountains on either side. Before the tower, a significantly large area was taken just for housing the grand garden where one could observe almost the best of flowers.
