Edward
One would have expected a beautiful Sunday morning in Monaco; the riches' playground, to be peaceful and relaxing. That was what I expected when I woke up to Vasili gently laying kisses on my lips in efforts to get me to wake up. I thought he wanted me up for some early morning action that I have been painfully craving for since the yacht, but nope. He wanted to go furniture shopping since we would be moving into our house soon.
I simply told him I could get an interior designer to take of that, but he threw a whole hissy fit and said I quote 'money has made you incredibly lazy!' At first I was insulted, had Vasili insisted that I barely wanted to do anything for myself because I was a billionaire.
Then I thought, of course! I had a bathroom in my home office because I was too lazy to walk to my bedroom which by the way was literally a room away. Why go through the effort of painstakingly picking everything out when you could pay for it to be done in two hours?
