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Chapter 26
We moved. Into our town home, and it was so good to be out of hotels. I had flown Paul over from Germany for a spell so he could work on appointing a head of household that could look after us on our visits, and also to look after the house whilst we weren't there. I knew Pauls eye for detail and his strong character judgement would be impeccably on display as he worked through this process. Whilst we weren't on a deadline, I wanted it wrapped up ASAP as I didn't want the house left vacant, as I would have to place a guard in to keep an eye on things.
They day before we left, Paul had had an agency send him 6 applicants, all suitably qualified for the role. Paul would meet with them first, and then, if he was impressed, grab me and I would interview them as well. Paul knew what I liked, and I was also prepared to be over ridden by him, if he thought the candidate was not suitable. As the candidates came and went, I could see Paul was frustrated by the lack of professionalism and skillset that each displayed, and voiced his concern to me. As the 6th arrived, I suggested we both do the interview together.
This was when Karl entered our life. Boston born and raised, he have completed business studies at Stamford University before being accepted in to the world renowned British International Butler Academy in London where he completed 2 years of study to finish top of his class. His pedigree was faultless. He was intelligent, he was savvy, he understood of looking after the household of a High Net Worth Individual. We were curious as to why he wasn't already employed, considering his talent. At 26 he was young, but conducted himself well above his age.
He had been working for a another Family in New York, when they had recently divorced, and rather than stay with one half, he decided it was time for a change. He had spoken to the agency the day before Paul reached out to them, so it was a case of luck that he walked through our door.
We went through all of the position details, which he passed with flying colours, and then I had some personal questions that I wanted him to answer so we could understand if he was ready to work with us.
"What's your position on LGBTIQA+ issues?" I asked casually.
"I don't really have a position, whilst I am gay myself, I believe that everyone should be treated equally" came his quick and sharp response.
"How would you react if you walked in to the master suite and two men were engaged in sex?" I asked with curiosity to see if I could embarrass him.
"Ha, half my luck" He laughed back at me.
I knew this guy would be good. I wanted him on my team.
I thought about it a few minutes as Paul continued questions. I then stopped the conversation, laid down my pen I was fiddling with, and just said.
"Ok, enough bullshit, $150,000 a year, health benefits, Wardrobe allowance, Live in role and you started 5 mins ago"
Paul just sat there with his usual smirk, meaning he agreed with my decision. Whilst Paul knew he was paid considerably more than this, he knew this salary was for more generous than Karl would get any where else.
"Um, Fuck, oh sorry, um yes" was all Karl could splutter out.
"Ok, I have a change of decision, can you be packed and ready to travel by tomorrow morning? I want you to come to Germany for a few weeks and learn from Paul and Sam how I operate."
"Yes Sir, it would be my pleasure Sir." Karl responded.
"Drop the Sir shit. Whilst Paul will always call me Herr, I hate it, but there's some tricks you can't teach an old dog." This comment gave a rise out of Paul who laughed it off.
"Please give Paul your address and a driver will collect you at 9am in the morning. And make sure you have your passport with you, Same will email your employment contract over with in the hour." This was how I ended the interview, and rose, shock hands and went back to working on some final plans for our Central America rollout that were nearing completion and just about tied up.
Chapter 27
As I arrived at the Airport in the morning with Jackson, Michael & Chris, we entered the cabin of the Jet where Paul and Karl were already seated an ready to depart. As we made introductions, Capt Hendrickson asked everyone to be seated so we could make a speedy exit as our slot was available to depart.
The flight back was good. We talked casually and got to know Karl a little better, and he also had a chance to ask us questions. It was a fairly open and amusing chat, which I managed to embarrass Jackson & Michael in the same period. Karl had never flown on a private jet before which added to his excitement. Whilst there was only 9 of us on the plane, I realised that it was great for short hops, but for longer flights, with more people, I was thinking of getting something a little bigger, especially as I figured sometime in the near future we would be returning to Australia, and also various points in South America.
Touch down was perfect, and as we taxied to general aviation I reenforced to Karl, that regardless, we do not talk to Media, nor acknowledge them. Not even a no comment' just keep walking. He looked a little pale by this, and I then placed my hand on his shoulder and just said, It's ok champ, you'll get used to it.'
The cars were waiting and we were whisked off to Ammersee Villa and I couldn't wait to see my girls again. It had been way too long. Whilst driving back, Jackson placed his hand on my lap and with a little squeeze said "Karl seems wonderful, I'm guessing his smokin' good looks had nothing to do with your employing him" he laughed.
"No, it was his talent, education, training, ability and to be honest, I did think he was a little hot." I grinned in return.
"No sleeping with the help" He retorted.
"I got you babycakes, and when we play around, you're always there. Never stress about that."
This earned me a kiss on the cheek.
Arriving home the girls came running out and hugs all round were had. It felt so good to see them and to know they were alright. After 3 weeks away, and the episode back in Australia, I really wanted to spend some time with them and catch up on their lives. As It was nearing dinner time, we sat in the sitting room and had a few drinks as we discussed their coming's and going's and what was going on. Jules informed me that she was working on Jackson's projects and was spending a lot of time with Jo and the team working on new plans and it would be bigger and better than the previous building as the whole site had to be levelled. Whilst the insurance was covering most of it, I had given the green light for another $6m in funding to make the capacity 300 people plus all the facilites associated with it. If I was committed to it, I was going to make sure it was done correctly.
Whilst Maggie is my baby girl, at 19 she was no shrinking violet, she has me wrapped around her finger, and always has. "Hey baby girl, you're awfully quiet, wanna tell me what's going on?" I asked as she was snuggled in to my chest, feet up on the sofa.
"I don't like it here. I am struggling to speak German, I miss my friends back home, and I don't know what I want to do. I always feel that I play second to Jules."
This came as a bit of a surprise to both Jackson and I as we'd obviously missed the warning signs of her being unhappy as were stuck with our head down.
"Ok, my sweet girl, let's work on finding something you want to do. Let's find a project that you want to do. Unless there is already something you can think of?"
"Well Dad & Dada, there is something. And I know you won't really like it, but I really want to do it. I want to go back to university and finish me degree, but not here."
"Hey, who said we wouldn't like it, that's a great idea. But where would you like to finish it off? Unfortunately, I can't let you go back to Australia by yourself, as you'd be too far away from me. And whilst it appears business will take me back there soon; I don't want my babygirl that far away."
"Well, I thought you would say that" she said taking her phone out, "So I have looked at a few Universities in America and I want to finish Law at Columbia which is in New York, and that way I can see you more & Uncle Steven is also there if I need him."
"Why do I feel you had this all planned out and setting us up." I asked with a smirk.
"Cause I know how to work you two over." She laughed at us with a big smirk knowing she had us on that point.
"Ok, Dada and I will talk about it later, and see what we can do. But, if we do say OK, you will have to live in the house we have just bought there, and you will need to be covered 24/7 by protection."
She knew I had caved and so had Jackson. Whilst we really did do joint parenting well, it seemed to be me that Maggie always came to when she wanted something desperately.
Just as I was giving her a hug, Sam & James entered the room. I had asked them to join us for dinner, as it had been sometime since I had seen James and I wanted to check up on him. Sam I spoke with several times a day and never felt far away, but as James was grounded, for the first time in his career I was concerned about his mental health.
"So big boy, how's the leg doing?" I asked earnestly.
"Giving me the shit's to be honest, but it's healing well the Doctor says. As you can see I am down to the walking stick for support more than anything. I am starting in the gym next week, so should be right in no time."
I was relieved to hear. James's companionship I dearly missed. Whilst Michael was great, almost a better agent than James, I missed the banter I have with James, which was the reason why I wanted him to stay on as head of my security team.
"So, have you fitted out your new office yet?" I asked.
"Just about, IT techs will finish off in the coming days. I am also having the cameras in New York routed here as well. I know what you two get up to. I need to make sure I am across everything at all times"
I blushed as I knew this was in relation to the now infamous `Oslo Orgy' which James was kept in the dark over, and in a way, we had betrayed his trust. But, it also earnt him a high 5 off Jackson, who loved seeing me blush.
Moving in to the dining room, chef had gone all out on a 7 course feast. Lobster salad, Poached Salmon with dill sauce, Fresh goose liver pate, rare roast beef, Steamed greens and potato's, a champagne sorbet and the most amazing Sacher Torte to finish it off. We could hardly move at the end, but maybe that was all the wine we polished off during the meal.
It was late as we said our good nights, and we retired to our room. It was good to be back in our own bed, in our own room, under the same roof as our girls.
Laying there, I asked Jackson casually, "So, your thoughts on Maggie's request?"
"I'm all for it. I know this has to be our main home, and I understand the reason why, but, she needs her life to, and we cannot expect her to live our dreams, when she has her own. Besides, we now have the house there, we can make sure she has protection, and Karl will be on site to keep us informed. I assume that's one of the reasons you employed him."
Jackson, as always, was my voice of reason. I couldn't disagree with what he said. I guess there comes a time when you need to let your kids be their own person. Jules loved life in Germany, loved what she was doing, loved the Villa. The two girls, as close as they were, could not be any further apart when it came to their own journey's.
Kissing Jackson good night, I leaned in close, "How did I get so lucky." Was all I need to say, and with that, I rolled over and felt his naked frame tight against me as reached over to place his harden cock in my hole.
Chapter 28
Being of high wealth, I was really starting to come to terms with what that meant. I had people everywhere who did what ever I asked. Guards, chef's, drivers, butlers, dressers, gardeners, house maids, assistants. You name it, I had it. And whilst I still had a habit of trying to be cautious of the money I spent, after a lifetime of watching every penny, I knew I wanted a big plane, and now, I could finally justify it. I started doing online searches on the second hand market, and in reality I had no idea how much they cost. My eyes continued to roll back as I saw $40, $50, $70, $100 million dollars for planes that were 10+ years old.
The only person I shared these thoughts with was Sam as I wasn't sure about it, and if we'd receive more adverse media as a result. Sam agreed it would make sense as the longer distances we would be traveling would make it easier for all traveling than the G8. I asked him to make appointment with Airbus in France to explore the possibility further. I also asked to see Capt Hendrickson, because if I was going to this, his input would be invaluable in the decision process.
The next morning, I mentioned to Jackson that I was going to France for some meetings for the day, and he was cool. He assumed banking business, and I decided not to correct him. Michael, Sam and I left home and were joined at the airport by Capt. Hendrickson for the short jaunt to Toulouse, France for. Meeting with a senior executive of their Corporate Jet decision.
The meeting was cordial, and whilst trying to explain our needs, he showed us diagrams of corporate Airbus A350 jets that could fly us around the globe non stop. The cost, $250m plus another $10-20m for fitout. I was stunned. I had the money for it, but it just seemed so much more when I saw the numbers. Whist I was now committed to the project, I just didn't know if I needed that much space. I mean, three bedrooms and seating for 50 in first class style, plus lounge space. A little excessive I thought. It would also take upwards of 3 years to be built and fitted out, which I hadn't really thought through.
It was during this time that the executive asked to be excused and and whilst sat there drinking the most amazing coffee I had tasted, he returned minutes later with another gentleman, who was the head of Corporate for Airbus.
After initial introductions, they explained that they had a brand new, just completed Airbus A330-800 that once fitted out could fly from Munich or New York to Sydney Non-stop due to its light frame and fit out. Normally weighing several thousand tonnes once loaded with 300 passengers, luggage and Cargo, a private version carrying 50 people had a significant further reach than it's commercial sibling.
The plane had been commissioned for Aeroflot prior to the war in Ukraine been declared, and as sanctions had been imposed, they could now no longer take delivery. The plane was too far in to production to be stopped, and as a result, they were offering it to me for $170m plus fit out of my choice.
With Captain Hendrickson in toe, we went to inspect the plane. It was currently still in it's raw `green' state and had not been painted. They were hoping to sell it off to a commercial carrier, but none had taken the option yet.
Walking through the shell the Airbus folk explained where everything would be, the layout, the crew cabin, the galley, the beds, etc etc. I was starting to get a feel for it. And whilst massive and cavernous in its empty state, I could see the vision they had. The best part was that they could deliver it, completed, in 6 months.
I offered $150m, and whilst a lot of French conversation was had, they eventually agreed at $155m. "Deal" I said.
It was agreed that they would start immediately with their design teams and the work would be carried out in Frankfurt. The only down side was I would lose Captain Hendrickson for 4mths as he would need intensive training to be certified to fly the A330, having only flown A320 back in his commercial flying days. It was a small price to pay, as he was integral to my team.
Flying back to Munich that afternoon, I was like a kid in a candy store, I was that excited. I couldn't wait to receive my new plane now the wheels were in motion. I still wasn't sure if I should tell Jackson, or just surprise him. I thought the latter maybe the way to go, as I knew he would be excited, as he loved surprises.
Chapter 29
As much as I tried, I put the plane purchase to the back of my mind over the oming days, as I needed to head back to New York and to Belize and Puerto Rico as plans to unveil were fast approaching. I had been in constant contact with Steven, and he had built up a solid team of about 140 people, and were growing every day. We were also on the cusp of opening our first retail banking branch in the US as we had received all approvals to start trading.
Jackson was coming with me, as was Maggie, as we wanted to explore Columbia with her, and see if it was the right fit for her, before agreeing to let her enrol. Being a person of considerable wealth, Columbia welcomed my cheques with open arms, and it was something I kept from Maggie as I wanted her to concentrate on Studies, not on how much it cost me.
Karl was also now ready to take over the house hold, and he had a few interviews lined up for a cook and a house maid to work in New York. He had done an excellent induction under Paul, and I knew once left alone in New York, he would be perfect long term.
Arriving in New York the snow was starting to fall, and the artic winds were blowing in from the North. Coming from Sydney, we weren't used to this weather. But, our driver had jackets ready for us as we exited the plane. The slow drive in to Manhattan in the snow seemed to take forever, but as we pulled up outside the house, it was nice to see the old girl standing there in all her glory. Such a spectacular home I thought to myself.
Maggie dived out of the car and raced up the steps. As I opened the door, she ran up the stairs, yelling out different things as she reached a new floor. "This is my room" she screamed with delight, with me knowing she had chosen the street facing room on the 4th floor with a Juliet Balcony looking over the action below.
I told Karl to get settle himself in, and we would just organise take out for dinner. A little shocked by my comment, he insisted that he would organise for dinner to delivered, once he had unpacked.
After about 45mins Karl re-emerged from the Basement, looking shocked.
"What's wrong I asked." Concern in voice rising.
"I have never seen staff quarters looking so stunningly beautiful before, and I am just so privileged to be in your service." Came his emotional reply.
"I look after my people, as if you are family. We pay you well for reason, and that is to make sure you look after us, our family, and our friends."
He just smiled and arranged dinner from a local restaurant to be delivered, which really hit the spot. Karl later informed us he was pretty well connected to many in New York & the East coast and if needed anything, he was sure he could arrange it.
"I need a venue for 300, catering, media for the launch of our Central America project & I also need to launch our retail banking arm. I know about 20 people in this city, so I need to make sure we have the perfect guest list with champagne flowing. I also need to make sure that the 300 people are well connected and will to part with money over the coming years to support good causes."
"Oh ok, well, I guess I have my work cut out for me!"
I laughed, as this was not what I had in mind for Karl, I knew if he worked with his connections & Sam, they could pull off the event in now time. My timeline was launch in 3 weeks, and counting.
As Jackson and I made our way upstairs to our bedroom, I walked in to the bathroom to take a long-earned shower. I was beat. Jackson retreated to his bathroom to do similar. I walked out dried off, but naked, and saw Jackson standing by the fire naked with a drink in his hand. After all these years his lean frame, his nice furry chest, his handsome facial features, still managed to stir parts of me every day. It was a sight I never tired of. His cock, whilst not hard, was full and hanging just above to perfect balls that hung in a perfect position. He reached out to me as got closer and embraced me in a hug. Damn I needed this man inside me. He grabbed my hand and started to lead me towards our secret room, "no" I said in a whisper. "I want you in bed, to make love to me over and over so we can fall asleep as the sunrises in each other arms." Knowing Jackson had the sexual stamina of Breeding Bull I could possibly regret saying that to him. After about 4hrs of passion, and me being on the receiving end of an equally number of loads, I started to drift off to sleep with his cock still semi hard inside me. His arms held tightly around my chest. It was here that always felt safe.