HE STANDS at the top of his driveway looking like something from a men’s fashion magazine: designer stubble, red Adidas X Gucci tracksuit and sneakers, Rolex on his wrist – and don’t even think of asking if it’s the real deal.
Peet Viljoen doesn’t do fake. “If you can’t afford a Rolex, don’t wear a watch,” he says. For him it’s all about the shine and the house he lives in with his wife, Mel. It’s behind high walls in the exclusive Woodhill Estate in the east of Pretoria, a glamorous mansion with glass and marble and the finest furnishings and fittings.
Each night they lay their heads on top-quality pillow slips
