Chapter 97
Arriving home, I quickly changed as I was running late, and we had guests for dinner. I was rather excited about having people outside our circle for dinner. Jackson was the perfect host had arranged everything perfectly. As I came down stairs, Cath was at the door.
"Hi again," I said giving the customary kiss on each cheek.
"Hi, and thanks for inviting us over. We certainly never expected to be invited here. We've heard so much about this place. It has an almost urban myth to it. It is spectacular."
"Well, before it gets dark, and when your wife arrives, I can offer a tour, but, please, forgive me in advance, I still get lost." I joked.
"Diana is just down the road, she won't be far off."
"Great, can I offer you a drink" I asked as Jackson appeared from the sitting room.
"Oh, a wine would be wonderful."
"Please. Come through"
As we sat in the sitting room, Karl poured us a drink and we chatted about the facility and how far along it was. The plans we had to expand both in Germany and in America. Cath seemed genuinely interested in community engagement and spent her career working in the mental health area with young people, and those displaced from a normal home life.
Diana arrived as we were chatting and after introductions were made, I offered a tour before it got late. As we wondered around the Villa, it was Diana who told us about a lot of the Art that was on the walls. She was a curator in the Munich Art Gallery, and whilst she had heard a lot about our works, to see some of the most valuable hanging on our walls, she was gobsmacked.
"That is an original Van Gogh" She said half not believing what she was seeing, "and there's a Monèt" she said as we moved further along. "I would love to catalogue them sometime"
"Funny you should mention that." I started off. "Today a journalist told me how much of a scrooge my grandparents were, and never did anything for this city, except make money. It left me thinking, and you're probably the best to discuss this with, but how would you like to exhibit them at the Gallery for a period? There is a vault here full of painting we can't display because we have no space."
"Really, are you serious, no, you're pulling my leg. Really?"
"Trust me" Jackson cut in. "One thing with Grant you should know, if he says it, he does it and makes it happen. Now just shut up and say thank you before he changes his mind"
We all laughed as it was a fairly true statement.
"Oh, I have something you might be interested in. Today We were invited to a travelling Art showing of Australia's Indigenous Peoples work. It is a passion of ours. It is in Berlin at the Australian Embassy in two weeks. I am sure I can ring the Prime Minister office and add two to the list."
"Don't you just love the way he name drops" Jackson added with a laugh.
"That would be wonderful."
"Well, it is on a Saturday evening, and Jackson here cant fly. So, if you would like you can travel up with us as our guests, spend the evening in a hotel, and then Sunday you can play tour guides. We have never been there before."
"Wonderful. That is so nice off you"
"Leave it with me, I shall make the calls, and we shall have a blast"
It was really nice to have like-minded people come to our house. We missed our social set of friends and really had only caught up with them once since we had been here. It was something we were missing greatly, and would have to reconnect soon, but here in Germany, to actually meet people who enjoyed our company for us, not our wealth was great.
Our dinner lasted till late. We joked, we laughed, we got to know one another. The food as always was spectacular. It was sad when it came to an end.
Walking to the door, Cath pulled me aside. "Whilst I won't divulge anything particular, I have a lot of work to do with your friend"
"Giving her hand a firm squeeze I thanked her, "He's a good guy. He just needs to get it all out"
"I think when he does, he will be amazing. You are lucky to have him"
"Agreed."
"Jackson, I will see you over the next couple days" Cath said
"Diana, here's my card. Speak with Inga and she will arrange everything you need. She is brilliant. You can phone my mobile anytime, but people like Inga pull it together, and I always have to ask them what day it is" I joked
"He's not kidding there either" Jackson shot back.
"But I will ring and confirm our trip to Berlin. I am really looking forward to it."
"Same. We have such limited Australian Art in galleries here in Europe. The intricacies of the detail in the work are amazing. I can't wait."
"Well, good night, ladies" I said as we did the customary kisses.
"Thank you for a delightful evening. You are both so normal" Cath said.
"Ha-ha, I maybe, but the husband has his moments" I said referring to Jackson.
"Yeah Yeah, whatever"
As we waved them off, I placed my arm around Jacksons waist.
"How nice was that. It was so good to meet some down to earth people who don't work for us."
"I know what you mean. And this was one of things I was struggling with being here when you were away. I had no one. But, hey, this could open the door to many friendships."
"True, it could. We just have to be a little cautious with some people as to why they are being friendly. Money does strange things to people."
"I get you. Really, I do"
We walked up to bed, and as we undressed, we hopped in to bed. It was nice as I was always the little spoon in bed, mainly due to size. Rarely the other way around. Tonight, was no different. I could feel all of Jackson pushed up against me, with his muscular arm draped across my mid drift. It was here I always felt secured and loved.
Chapter 98
It was an early start as Karl walked in drawing back the curtains. "Come on you lazy queens, get moving" He bellowed as he bought our coffee over.
"I swear if I murder you no judge will find me guilty" Jackson teased as threw the doona back to head to the toilet.
"Well good morning to you and all your glory, Sir" Karl joked.
Jackson turned around and swung his cock in his hand in Karl's direction.
"Yeah, you want this old queen in you. I know what you young boys like"
"Would you two quit it before it gets out of hand." I threw in joking.
"Well Sir, he did tempt with his rather attractive cock"
"Jackson, Bathroom, Now! Karl, that's enough out of you, he doesn't need encouragement"
"Damn he's huge, isn't he" Karl commented after Jackson left the room.
"Yes, bigger than you think when he is pounding away on your hole."
"Haha, yeah I never thought of that, but I guess after Michael, I am sure I can take anything."
"Trust, I have had both, and they are both completely different, as you will find out soon."
"Can't wait" he said as he adjusted his growing bulge in his pants.
"Look at you getting all turned on" I joked.
"Oh please, the wind can change it I'll be hard. I'm a bloody walking hard on"
"Oh, to be young again" I said as he left our room.
Jackson reappeared.
"Really, that was some show you put on for the terminally horny" I laughed.
"Yeah, I know. You should know me better than that by now. I do. That's half the problem. Anyway, shower time for me. What's on for you" I asked as I hopped out of bed.
"Bridge at the country club, launch with Missy and Boo Boo, you know all the things a trophy wife does"
"Seriously, Trophy wife. Far from it."
"Actually, Michelle is due in today, and whilst I am feeling better, I wouldn't mind her starting her induction. Everyone will be here, so might be the best time for her to start. What do you think?"
"I agree. Sam had a full program typed up for her. I think It is on my emails. I will send it over to you so you can go over it first."
"Honey, can I ask something."
"Of course,"
"Whilst I know Sam works for you, it feels like everything I do needs to be run past you. Maybe if Sam sends things like that directly to me, it feels more of a partnership.
"That's a pretty good point. I will try to avoid those things in the future, and I will talk to Sam. If it relates to you, it's yours to deal with. To be honest I think Sam just send everything related to us and the girls to me through force of habit."
"I know. I really want to have my own things, and I don't want to sound like I am nagging you that's all."
"100% bub. I will make it happen today. But, like me, when it comes to security, everything, and I mean everything goes through James, and there are no exceptions to that rule. That includes anything to do with any of the detail. You are not their boss, James is. Clear"
"Yep, on board 100% with that. I understand those rules perfectly well"
"Well then, unless you want to have your way with me, I need to shower"
"Honey, love you, but your arse will be late if I did that, now get in the shower." He reached over and kissed me.
"Ewww Morning breath"
"Shut up!" I said walking to the bathroom.
Jackson had the morning News on as I walked out of the shower in to my dressing room.
"No rush to move I see" as I walked across the room.
"Nope, I will probably jerk off once you've left hahaha" I knew he wasn't kidding.
"Morning Jarrod" I said walking in, "What you got for me today.'
"Well, here is what I picked up yesterday for you. I hope these are ok." Pointing at some bags of clothes he left unpacked in case I said no.
"They look fine. As I said, just casual to wear around here"
"Great, then today you have few meetings and no lunch. So, I was thinking these trousers, shirt, and light weight sweater."
"Looks great" I said as I started to dress.
Having a personal dresser was a strange thing, but I secretly loved it. It was so much fun every morning and always put me in a good mood for the day.
Getting into the office was something I was still loving to do every morning. The challenges, the wins, the loses, the everything that came with running such a large organisation was something I had come to enjoy. Whilst I had been fairly successful in my previous career driving marketing campaigns this was more of a rewarding challenge as it gave me the opportunity to make changes and drive the future in a way I had not experienced.
The plane in from the US was due mid-morning, and it would be good to almost everyone on the same continent. No time zones to worry about, James and Sam who I relied on heavily would be here, and we could talk in person, and not on the phone or zoom. It would be great to have them back.
Back at the Villa as I was busy working away, Jackson was still in bed relaxing. He had started to close his eyes and play with his cock, working it up to its full size, when the was a knock on his door.
"Hi Jackson, I bought you another coffee," said Karl placing it on the night stand next to the bed. "Anything else I can help you with" He asked as he normally would.
"Well, there is one thing that is annoying me, but not sure if you can help" he said as he pulled back the sheet to reveal his hard cock resting on his lower torso.
"Um, well I was not expecting that. But I am thinking I probably could"
Karl slid on the bed between Jacksons legs as he started slowly kissing his inner thigh and working his way up to his fully loaded sack that housed two magnificently large balls. As Karl used his tongue to work him over, Jackson was rolling his head back.
Karl then took Jackson by the shaft and slowly jerked on his cock before taking it all in his mouth.
"You want it bad, don't you boy" Jackson grunted as Karl nodded his head.
Karl had wanted Jacksons cock since he first laid eyes on it, and now it was presented for the taking.
As Karl continued to work his cock, he quickly undressed, before showing Jackson his smooth arsehole, that had the most desirable hole Jackson had seen in a long time.
"You want me in you don't you. You wanna feel my monster breed you. Tell me you want me, boy"
"Yes Sir, feed me that big cock" Karl replied.
As Jackson grabbed some lube, he worked a finger in him to loosen him up a bit.
"You're so tight boy, I've seen what Michael is packing, I am surprised you're this tight."
"Fuck me Sir, stick that big cock in me" Karl was pleading as his arse was up, and his head buried in the pillows.
"Roll over, I want you on your back. I wanna watch your face as you experience the biggest cock you've had in your arse"
The talk was turning them both on, and as Jackson slid his monster into Karl, the moan was a mix of pain and Pleasure. Neither of them was willing to stop the other, as Jackson did his best to bring his playmate to climax.
After 10mins of Jackson slowly working Karl open, Jackson flipped him over and start to slam his cock deep in his hole. This was what Karl was wanting. As Jackson took a hold of Karl, the young sub could only beg for mercy as he pounded him, slam after slam after slam.
Karl let out a loud grunt has his nut busted all over the sheets with copious amounts of cum flying in every direction.
"That's it boy milk your cock. Let it run dry, because I am about to flood your hole" said Jackson as the familiar sensation ran through his body causing his back to arch and explode with one hell of a load deep inside Karl.
As they were both coming down off their high, they both laid there and laughed as a form of relaxation.
"Wanna join me in the shower?" Jackson asked as Karl laid next to him exhausted.
`Yeah, I do, but, I have things to do, and if I am any longer people will be looking for me. Raincheck though, plus I wanna have sex with our partners soon too. I think that would be the hottest experience if this morning's test run is anything to go by."
Jackson laughed, "Test run, really"
"You know what I mean" Karl laughed as he started picking up his clothes and making himself look presentable again.
"Go, get in the shower. You have people arriving in less than hour, and you need to be ready"
Jackson made a quick retreat to the bathroom. Karl was right, he had a lot on today the moment everyone arrived from the US. He needed to shower, but as he walked in the bathroom, his cock was growing hard again, thinking about what just happened. Grabbing the body wash, he lathered himself, rubbing out another load before he started getting ready for the day.
"Damn that boy is trouble" he laughed to himself.
Chapter 99
Right on time the A330 touched down at Munich International Airport at 09:45am
"Welcome home everyone" Capt. Hendrickson announced over the PA as they started to taxi to General aviation. He would only be on the ground long enough to unload, before heading to Toulouse, France for a service and check at the Airbus factory, who were maintaining the jet.
His life was always on the move, and he had the most amazing accommodating wife, who also sometimes accompanied him on some of our longer trips. I had no issue with this, as she was both a lovely person, and I always seemed to have her husband everywhere except at home. Their kids had grown up and moved out, so essentially was an empty nester with a husband that travelled the globe. A little time away with him was the least I could do.
As everyone started the job of unloading the boxes, we had organised a van, as well as several vehicles to travel to the villa. Johan had already made arrangements to meet with regulators and authorities over the next few days, but asked me to sit out at this stage, as a lot of it was going over documents, and not being interviews.
"As long as you don't become the fall guy, and as long as you tell me when I am needed. We are in this together."
"Trust me, I want you there, just not to waste your time thou, and initially that is what I will be doing. Legal will be sitting in the room at all times."
Having trust in your team was critical. I knew I had that with my team. I was prepared, and expected to be interviewed at some stage, but Johan was right, they needed to examine documents before we could take any further steps.
As I was sitting in my office, a loud explosion was heard, as the building shook and windows smashed.
"Inga, what the fuck was that" I screamed as fire alarms went off in every direction. A ringing sound in my ears was killing me.
Walking out to the outer office, I was stunned to see the 4 ladies who worked there laying on the floor. They seemed to moving but a few were bleeding from the window that smashed behind them
Marcus came bolting in and grabbed me.
"Boss, a bomb has been detonated downstairs. We have to move, and we have to move now. "
I wasn't in the position to argue, but I grabbed my bag and phone and hightailed it out of there, using the fire stairs as our escape.
"We are coming down now, have the car out the front ASAP. Do not fuck around, I don't care, get here now" Marcus yelled in to his piece as he dragged me down.
"What about the team, our people."
"Boss I need to secure you first, and then I will worry about them. Without you, they have nothing, so let's get moving" Marcus yelled at me over the bells and alarms going off.
As we made street level, the smell of thick black smoke let a horrid taste in my mouth. There was a car smouldering on the street out the front, it appeared to be a car bomb that had been set off to cause maximum damage.
As our driver pulled up, Marcus threw me in with instructions to high tail it back to the Villa as he slammed the door shut and hit the roof twice to signal it was time to take off.
Marcus stayed behind, and I felt powerless to help. I understood that this type of incident had been planned for, but I just hadn't expected it to ever happen.
"Just sit back sir, I will have you home ASAP. "The driver informed
"Fuck the speeding tickets, I pay them, get me home NOW" I yelled sounding more panicked than anything.
"Bub, we've had a bomb go off in the office. I am ok, but I don't know about anyone else. Marcus has pushed me in the car and I am on my way home. I am safe. I need to ring James"
"OK, stay safe. Love you" Jackson said as he turned on the TV to see the carnage out the front of the building.
"James. We've had a bomb go off in front of the bank. I don't know what happened, Marcus through me in the car, I'm being taken home now. Go there and find out."
"Fuck. OK. Are you alright? Any injuries?" he asked.
"I'm fine. I have no fucking idea what is happening back there. But 10 floors up the building shook and my office team were on the floor. Marcus dragged me out and pushed me in the car"
"Good. No games boss, get your arse home and do not speak to anyone until you hear from me. Got it."
"Got it. Welcome home" I said a little too ironic for the moment.
"Yeah yeah, it's what you pay me for"
My head swirled as I was trying to come to grips with everything. I was pretty certain this related to the freeze we had placed on accounts of know criminals that held money in our bank. But now they were targeting innocent people and this had to be stopped.
My phone rang and as I answered it, it was the journalist I met with yesterday. "Mr Von Garbner, do you have any comment on what has taken place down town just now."
"No, and please, I have no further comment to make at this stage." I said as I snapped my phone shut.
I then looked at it for answers, before dialling another number. `Jasper, Grant here, get your arse on a plane to Munich ASAP. I need you here now." I went on to explain what had happened, and I knew I would be fielding calls from every direction. I needed a PR hack like Jasper to run interference for us, and I knew this type of thing was his speciality.
"OK, There's a flight in two hours. I will be there later tonight your time."
"Send me the details and I will my driver and car meet you"
"Until then, not media, no comments, not social media, nothing. Total lockdown until I can organise a strategy"
"Sure sure, just get your arse here"
I tried to sink back in to the seat and calm myself down, but I had no idea what the situation was like back at the office.
Were there many injured? God forbid, deaths. All these thoughts were swirling around in my brain preventing me from trying to calm any. All of my senses were on high alert, and now understood why this car was an armoured tank in many ways. I actually felt safe in it.
As I arrived home, the media were already set up outside. "Fuck, how did they beat me here" as I held my head down as we drove the gates. There were three detail posted at the gates, and whilst they were electrically operated, we didn't need any smartarse media hound slipping through.
As I pulled up to the door Jackson came running out. He looked at me as I burst in to tears.
"It was horrible babe. The mess, seeing Inga on the floor and I couldn't help. I was just dragged out."
"It's ok, here drink this" he said as he gave me a strong local plum brandy to calm my nerves somewhat.
"Fuck, what is that" I said spluttering as I struggled to keep it down.
"You're supposed to sip, not down it all in one go"
We walked in to the snug hidden off the sitting room where Jackson had the TV on watching what was now live coverage.
The first thing we saw was me being driven into the gates with the by-line at the bottom
`Billionaire banker runs from carnage'
"Utter cunts! Fuck them all. I am done with being a nice guy."
I stormed out the front and got my driver to take me to the gates.
As I pulled up the cameras were furiously taking pictures, and the news crew rolling.
"Hello everyone. I have just seen on TV, one of the most cowardly by-lines splashed across the screen, in relation to what is currently unfolding. If some of you local hacks want to attack me, that's fine, but have the decency to at least attempt to be factual. I employ over 10,000 people globally, and I care for every one of my team. To say I was `running from carnage' shows you are headline grabbing and not looking for news. I will never talk with that station again, after that. At this stage we do not know if people are dead, but we do know many are injured, including those that work in my office. I was rushed back here for my as much as my personal safety, as to those who we employ. To assume I am gutless, and don't care, is a great understatement and one you will live to regret if you continue that line. I exposed so much criminal activity, dating back to Nazi Germany, so of course I am a person who will be attacked. If you feel like attacking me is the answer, I will happily pack up, shut down the bank and leave this city. I don't take lightly to threats from amateurs, which any of you appear to be. I will be making no further comment, so I ask you leave. You are wasting your time camping out here. In all honesty, you disgust me"
I walked back to the car and hopped in, as my phone rang.
"Did I ask you to shut up, did I ask you to not make comment, did I ask you to wait till I worked out a strategy" came the voice of Jasper booming down the phone.
"I'm guessing that was lived streamed around the world ha"
"Fuck me, you just made Earl Spencer blush, that was better than the spray he gave at Diana's Funeral"
I laughed at his analogy of the situation.
"Grant, please, shut up. I really need you to not speak to anyone."
"Ok, promise" See you when you get here.
Pulling up outside the Villa again, Jackson was standing on the stairs looking at me.
"Well, I guess the media is our enemy" he stated so matter of fact
"So, I guess you saw it too. Any good points"
"Yeah most are piling on network that said you were `running from carnage' so it seems to have soften the blow of you threatening to close up shop. You were joking weren't you?
"I lost my shit. You know the answer to that."
"Lost your shit ha, well, that's one way of putting it. Pissing every major Network off in Europe, maybe how some other look at it" he said pulling me in for a hug.
"I'm glad you are safe bub. I was scared"
"I know honey, I know."
As we were standing there, the convoy of cars came up the driveway bringing home Sam, Jules, Michelle, Corey and some other detail. James and Johan had gone directly to the Bank HQ.
"Hi guys, welcome home" I said trying to put on a brave face
"Nice try dad, are you ok? The city is in fucking lock down. Where is Marcus, Jules demanded to know as she marched past calling out his name."
"Jules, I yelled after her, he's not here. He pushed me in the car and stayed, as is protocol. He wasn't injured, I am sure he is with James now" I reassured her.
"He better be ok. I'm not raising this kid alone"
"Hi Sam, Hi Michelle, let's all go in and grab a coffee I suggested."
Sitting in the snug, with the TV on in the background, we saw Marcus on the screen as he was helping some injured people.
"Jules, Marcus is ok," I yelled out not knowing if she could hear me.
"How do you know"
"he was just in the TV helping some people" Jackson piped up. Jules picked up her phone and Jackson new straight away what she was doing.
"Jules, don't. He loves you, he's doing his job. You will see him soon" Jackson voice was both stern, and caring, as he walked up to her and hugged her.
"I just got scared Dada" she said. "my fucking hormones are bloody all over the shop"
Well, how about I have someone run you a bath, and you can try and unwind, you are probably tired after your flight as well. I am sure they have some decent bath salts. He walked her out in to the main reception room, where Karl was walking past.
"Karl, can you please have someone run Jules a bath in her room, and make sure they ad some salts to it. I need her to unwind."
"Certainly Jackson, on to it now!" came his curt reply.
"Sweetheart, as a precaution, I am going to have Michelle come up and just give you a once over, blood pressure etc. Please"
"I'm fine, but if you insist"
"I insist, my little noodle" he said, referring back to a childhood name he used to call her.
"Ok Dada. Love you."