The next morning I was up and showered by seven along with having already figured out the day plan which included having to look good because today was the day we would be landing in Nice at the Cotê D'Azur airport, where there happened to be about a dozen news crews wanting to get photos of the children of all the rich that would be congregating in Monaco this week.
"Olivia are you awake?" I ask my towel still wrapped around my waist collecting the water I hadn't dried yet.
"Yes but I don't want to be" she says.
"We have to go to the airport".
"I don't wanna I'm comfy".
"If you don't get up, I will take the blanket, and stick it outside in the Milan rain" I muse.
She begrudgingly gets out of bed, giving me a cute glare, and walks into the bathroom.
You're too cute to intimidate me.
While Olivia showers I get dressed in a black turtleneck shirt, and jeans, along with a pair of Aviators.
I then went into the bathroom and did my hair before waiting in the living room.
When Olivia emerged she glanced at what I was wearing and went into the closet before emerging in a grey long sleeved knee length wrap dress with a black belt and a golden round buckle though I knew that the belt seamlessly slid together.
"I'm wearing golden earrings, also don't judge me this is the only combination I like yellow gold with" Olivia says.
"I actually agree with you, it is the only way it looks nice, also you look beautiful as always" I say walking over to her.
"I think I do".
"You do, now time to get the luggage into the car, to go to the airport" I say walking around her to get both of our bags which now were completely packed and ready.
"I have everything, though I did leave all of those bags in the back of the SLR" Olivia admits biting her lip nervously.
"Nico noticed, and they were brought to the house, so now they reside in your closet" I reassure.
"Alright, I'll get the door for you" Olivia says getting to the door, and slipping on the pair of low heels she brought, before holding open the door.
"Thank you bellissima" I say walking down the hallway towards the elevator.
When we got to the bottom floor I used my back to open the door of the hotel to let Olivia out, and as she walked out she took the car key to pop the trunk for me.
After loading the trunk we got into the car, and left the hotel.
Fifteen minutes later we arrived at the airport, and I parked the car leaving the keys under the seat like I had said I would and locked it, because the rental place had a spare.
Olivia and I then walked through the airport, without getting spotted though it would probably be clear once we walked towards the jet.
As we got near the hanger my bodyguards weren't there but I also knew my pilot was and Stephanie was actually trained in self defence against multiple people so it would be fine.
"Good morning Stephanie" I say walking up the stairs with her giving me a nod before I went over to my chair.
Olivia then sat across from me, and buckled her seat.
"Welcome aboard we are heading from Milan to Monaco estimated flight time is half an hour please be seated during the flight we will be in the air shortly" Stephanie said through the intercom, as the plane headed out to a runway.
"This will be the fastest plane trip ever" Olivia says.
"Yes it will, then you get to see the Skoteino" I say looking out the window.
"Oh god" Olivia says.
"What?".
She rolls her eyes and laughs.
"I know that I will be seeing your flagship yacht, and I thought the Nikiaos was big, but based off what you told me the Skoteino is about thirty four percent bigger then it".
"Yes it is, so fair point".
"I'm just used to it though, I know you have a reason for everything and I think it's kind of funny people fight over how big their yachts are but yours entire purpose is to end the argument" Olivia says.
"Exactly, I think it's petty so I pretty much just end all billionaire competition arguments".
"Of course you do" Olivia says and I just smirk in response as the plane lifts from the runway and carries us away towards Monaco.
Half an hour later I spotted the Cotê D'Azur Airport, and the plane began to descend towards a runway.
When we landed, and we were directed to a hanger I saw crowds of people behind the VIP gate waiting to get at all of the rich arriving here.
As I walked down the steps I see two Brabus Mercedes C400 Sedans with two bodyguard's per vehicle.
We walk over to the cars and get in the back while one of the bodyguards loads the trunk.
"Take us to the Nice Yacht Marina my yacht is docked there, then go back to Monaco".
"Yes, Mr. Winters".
The car begins to move taking up space through the crowd which moves apart to let us through but it's slow and it's now that I'm thankful for the tinted anti glare glass and bulletproof body because no one is getting into the car or seeing me and Olivia.
As the car moves through Nice I choose to enjoy looking around the French city until we get to the marina and the doors are opened.
"Thank you" I say before putting on my sunglasses and turning to the marina where I easily spot my yacht which is dwarfing everything else in the marina.
"Holy shit" Olivia breathes and I look over at her to see her mouth is slightly open from shock.
"Let's get on board" I muse walking towards the six hundred forty foot behemoth, that had Skoteino written on the back in large matte black semi cursive writing.
"Adrian that's a small cruise ship" Olivia says as we get to the seventy two foot wide swim deck, that was twenty feet long. The fucking swim deck was the size of the average single family home.
"I realized that when it arrived" I say walking onto the ebony wood decking and heading up the stairs to a large lounge area with a firepit, and an outdoor kitchen.
As I went down the side of the yacht to the very front, I entered a hallway and then went down another to my bedroom which when I entered had it's own foyer and separated up to the sides of the room with a bathroom to the left and the closets to the right along with a ten by ten foot bed with two L shaped couches facing each other and a black marble table in the middle, along with a curved foredeck facing window.
"Do you always have bedrooms the size of houses?" Olivia asks walking over to where I stood looking out the window.
"No, but this whole boat is ten percent bigger then it was supposed to be" I say looking over at her.
"You should see it from the top floor this is only the fourth".
"Sure" she says, and I begin to lead her through the yacht until we got to a spiral staircase that is lined in black piano lacquer railing with silver lining and a flat top marble that was seamlessly crafted.
We then climbed level after level until we reached the top, and walked out onto a promenade that gave us a view all around the yacht with a roof top lounge and minibar.
"You truly made this your palace".
"This boat is also a literal bunker hense the reason it's a billion dollars" I explain, "but I wouldn't like to be anywhere else then here when on the water, hell the stairs at the back become flat with a button from the bridge so that if someone attempted to board the boat from the stairs they would have to be able to climb a seventy degree angle".
"Paranoid much, you're as good at protecting yourself and you still have security features".
"I'm good with extremes" I admit as the anchor is raised. "Were about to take off to Monaco, and I want to be on the bow".
"I'm coming with you" Olivia says following me through the hallways to the front of the boat and out onto the bow where I went to the very tip of the boat.
As my yacht began to move I watched the small boats being moved by the wake of such a large vessel.
"This is amazing" Olivia says, "but I wouldn't want to take this out on the open ocean".
"This sailed from New York to Nice on the open ocean" I say.
"Only you would put a vessel like this in that level of danger".
"Oh no if this sank I'd be devastated" I say.
"I guess that makes sense it's your flagship yacht" Olivia says as we get out of the marina.
After a while one of the stewards came to us with glasses of non alcoholic champagne as I'm wanting to stop because I don't want the scandal that would follow, if I had to many drinks.
As we neared Monaco I saw the congregation of yachts in the med outside the Monaco Yacht club.
"Want to watch a bunch of billionaires look scared?" I ask with a sly smirk.
"What are you going to do?" Olivia asks sounding slightly worried.
"This boat is so large it has to dock along the tsunami barrier, and these five on their yachts that are all under four-fifty are about to realize that they are the definite smallest fish in the pond" I say.
"This doesn't help your ego" she muses.
"I don't have one I'm not self important, I simply know where I stand in the world I live in" I point out, taking a sip from my glass as the Skoteino passed the five yachts eclipsing them in every feature as I passed the side of the boat while my Captain docked my most materially expensive possession.
"Time to take you to my penthouse" I say downing the rest of my glass and setting it down by the deck chairs.
I then left the foredeck of my yacht to the back so that I can get off.
At the same time the anchor was dropped, I reached the swim deck to get off my yacht.
The back beneath the name of my yacht slid down so that crew members could come out to set up the gang plank so that me and Olivia could get off of the boat.
A minute later the ramp was set up, and me and Olivia walked off the back up onto the pier so that we could go to the Marina VIP parking lot to get in my pre delivered car.
When we get to the lot my black Rolls Royce Cullinan is parked waiting for us.
"So Monaco's one of the few places you don't have Black Badge Rolls Royce's" Olivia muses.
"I prefer them being totally blacked out, but these are some of my favourites so yes" I say opening the passenger door for her and letting her slip inside.
I then put both of our bags in the back and walked around the side before getting in the driver seat.
"Time to see Monaco" I muse starting the SUV and driving away.
As we drove through Monaco everywhere you looked was an expensive car, everything from Audi's all the way up to Bugatti's.
"This is incredible" Olivia says.
"It is isn't it, my parents never came to Monaco but they planned to take me and Kate here one year so I made that wish true when I was sixteen" I say, "I fell in love with this city so I bought a home in the Tower Odeon".
"I can see why".
"Oh and why's that".
"Because this place suits you its filled with success stories" Olivia replies.
Nearing Tower Odeon I took a road to my garage entrance, and used the door opener to gain entrance.
Driving down we entered a garage of fourteen cars, all of which I wouldn't be able to drive while here which is unfortunate because they are all nice but that was the reality of me being in Monaco.
I then backed the Cullinan into its designated spot and got out, before opening the back to get our stuff.
Me and Olivia walked over to the elevator and got inside before heading to the top floor where my fully renovated penthouse was.
Two minutes later the door dings and we walk out into the black walled penthouse with wood herringbone style flooring.
"You redesigned this" Olivia remarks.
"I'm a very capable person and things I know I can do I tend to do by myself" I say walking over to the spiral staircase that went up the curved portion of the penthouse's five floors to the top floor where my bedroom was.
I then set my bag down, and I know it's filled with stuff from LA.
I'll have to get this all sent back.
As I walk through the halls I start to remember this whole place used to have a kitchen on every floor now it has two, I also had it changed to accommodate three living rooms, an office, a library, gym, indoor pool, spa, eight bedrooms, ten bathrooms, two half baths, movie theater, mini bar lounge, and a design studio.
"What doesn't this penthouse have?" Olivia asks walking into the master bedroom.
"Not much" I admit as I walk to the window and look over Monaco.
"When will everyone else arrive in Monaco".
Tomorrow night, Nico's parents owns a villa that over looks the city".
"Oh wow, that must be a view".
"Better then what I have" I muse, "also neither of us have had breakfast so that sounds like a good start to the day".
I start to walk away before Olivia stops me by holding my hand and hugging me.
"What is that for?".
"Being you".
I just smile lightly, and begin to head to one of the kitchens to make us both food. Then I can take Olivia through Monaco, and show her more of the city.
The next chapter will be them going around Monaco this was also a long one, I also have a clearer plan for the last sections of this book, leave comments, vote, and share. Anyways
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