Post by Deleted on May 26, 2013 23:52:54 GMT 2
It had been a busy week for the diamond mogul. The living embodiment of the American dream they called him. He held in his hand a blue velvet box containing a handcrafted personally designed 70 carat flawless diamond and platinum engagement ring. Smirking to himself in a self satisfied manner his girl wouldn't arrive for a couple of days yet but everything would be perfect. He still had his apartment from last time he was out this way but an apartment wouldn't cut it for his girl. Not when her godfather kept her in palatial mansions spoilt her and was fully expecting the couple's attempts at living together to fail.
That is what the young billionaire had been doing all week finding their first home while his princess finished shooting a film in Morocco. He'd viewed houses mansions villas apartments and condominiums of all shapes and sizes. He'd visited every one of the more exclusive area codes in LA. He'd settled on four but couldn't decide between them. Then of course not wanting someone else to have something he might want so he bought them all. A 21 bedroom 23 bathroom 37 acre palatial Greco Roman roman estate estate in beverly hills that would do for hosting parties and when they had children because the estate agents assured him the counties best schools where in the area. A gated 9 bedroom art deco extravagance that came complete with an aquarium big enough to dive in set within Hollywood hills. A Scottish medieval castle reconstructed brick by brick including the dungeon some of his more extreme fantasies had included one of those but his Angel didn't need to know that. Ok so even take could admit that was bought on a whim because it came with a title a lordship if you please, a bit like how cari had bought a castle in Italy because it made her a countess.
Right now though he was stood on th balcony of the master suite of the home he knew cari would choose. A beautiful Mediterranean style home with Coptic domes blue tiled roofs creamy stucco rendering set within lush gardens and complete with their own private beach along with access to the beach proper. Yes this was where his baby would live. His eyes wandering over the nine levels of grounds attached to the property working out where he'd take his girl first he'd already Christened the 8 car garage with the estate agent woman seemed to think she needed to offer incentives for the sale. The minute tae had seen it the vain entrepreneur knew this was his angels home. That he got blown into the bargain was a bonus.
Now though it was time to see the sights and get a closer look at the women jogging along the beach. Dark sunglasses covered his eyes his right ear sparkled with a flawless ten carat diamond brioni linen suit jacket thrown behind him on the bed a soft charcoal colour his black Egyptian cotton shirt had the sleeves rolled up exposing the Cartier wrist watch and the edge of some of his tattoos. He picked up his jacket long enough to take out his BlackBerry and his iPhone throwing one into each trouser pocket he puts the engagement ring into the safe before heading outdoors. Not taking time this time around to admire the rows of large arched windows that meant all the rooms had plenty of natural light for as long as possible. Not thinking about the way the black marble floor throughout seemed to sparkle. He almost seemed to bounce down the many rows of steps to the beach ... God Malibu was a lovely place and the women were so accommodating. It was only as he got to the last few steps by his private cove ... which reminded him to buy another yacht for this private mooring... but right now that was beside the point someone was on his land.
It was with a sunny smile and a carefree tone that belied the fact he was mentally going over the cleanest way to kill someone just in case he had to that he spoke. He couldn't make the figure out entirely because the sun was directly behind them. He'd be a lot more accommodating to a woman than a man a lot more inclined to forgive her provided she made it worth his while.
Taeshawn: you know I'm allowed to shoot trespassers.
The tone was jovial like he was joking the statement very real. As a man of such wealth he found it necessary to have a license for a concealed weapon. His winning smile designed to set people at ease
That is what the young billionaire had been doing all week finding their first home while his princess finished shooting a film in Morocco. He'd viewed houses mansions villas apartments and condominiums of all shapes and sizes. He'd visited every one of the more exclusive area codes in LA. He'd settled on four but couldn't decide between them. Then of course not wanting someone else to have something he might want so he bought them all. A 21 bedroom 23 bathroom 37 acre palatial Greco Roman roman estate estate in beverly hills that would do for hosting parties and when they had children because the estate agents assured him the counties best schools where in the area. A gated 9 bedroom art deco extravagance that came complete with an aquarium big enough to dive in set within Hollywood hills. A Scottish medieval castle reconstructed brick by brick including the dungeon some of his more extreme fantasies had included one of those but his Angel didn't need to know that. Ok so even take could admit that was bought on a whim because it came with a title a lordship if you please, a bit like how cari had bought a castle in Italy because it made her a countess.
Right now though he was stood on th balcony of the master suite of the home he knew cari would choose. A beautiful Mediterranean style home with Coptic domes blue tiled roofs creamy stucco rendering set within lush gardens and complete with their own private beach along with access to the beach proper. Yes this was where his baby would live. His eyes wandering over the nine levels of grounds attached to the property working out where he'd take his girl first he'd already Christened the 8 car garage with the estate agent woman seemed to think she needed to offer incentives for the sale. The minute tae had seen it the vain entrepreneur knew this was his angels home. That he got blown into the bargain was a bonus.
Now though it was time to see the sights and get a closer look at the women jogging along the beach. Dark sunglasses covered his eyes his right ear sparkled with a flawless ten carat diamond brioni linen suit jacket thrown behind him on the bed a soft charcoal colour his black Egyptian cotton shirt had the sleeves rolled up exposing the Cartier wrist watch and the edge of some of his tattoos. He picked up his jacket long enough to take out his BlackBerry and his iPhone throwing one into each trouser pocket he puts the engagement ring into the safe before heading outdoors. Not taking time this time around to admire the rows of large arched windows that meant all the rooms had plenty of natural light for as long as possible. Not thinking about the way the black marble floor throughout seemed to sparkle. He almost seemed to bounce down the many rows of steps to the beach ... God Malibu was a lovely place and the women were so accommodating. It was only as he got to the last few steps by his private cove ... which reminded him to buy another yacht for this private mooring... but right now that was beside the point someone was on his land.
It was with a sunny smile and a carefree tone that belied the fact he was mentally going over the cleanest way to kill someone just in case he had to that he spoke. He couldn't make the figure out entirely because the sun was directly behind them. He'd be a lot more accommodating to a woman than a man a lot more inclined to forgive her provided she made it worth his while.
Taeshawn: you know I'm allowed to shoot trespassers.
The tone was jovial like he was joking the statement very real. As a man of such wealth he found it necessary to have a license for a concealed weapon. His winning smile designed to set people at ease
