"Okay!" Asano Touko said, standing quietly to the side, waiting for Kaoru to pack her luggage.
Fifteen minutes later, Kaoru walked downstairs with Reiko, carrying a small suitcase. Asano Touko hurried forward two steps, took the suitcase from Kaoru's hand, and then accompanied the two out of the house. Three luxury cars were parked at the door, two SUVs and a stretched Cadillac.
Asano Touko hurried a few steps, helping Kaoru and Reiko open the Cadillac's door. Kaoru took Reiko and sat in the car. Reiko seemed very excited along the way, but Kaoru was a little worried.
After all, she had no idea how her man had opened up the situation so quickly after going to the United States, especially with these professional bodyguards who looked so well-trained. She was afraid that Raj had caused some trouble in the United States... But now she just wanted to see Raj as soon as possible, even if it meant death, she wanted to die by Raj's side, rather than guessing wildly here.
Until she arrived at the airport, she boarded a Gulfstream G550 private jet with Asano Touko, and felt even more uneasy.
After spending a difficult and agonizing ten hours on the plane, the plane slowly landed at Los Angeles International Airport. When she got off the plane, she saw the figure standing by the luxury car, smiling at her. All the anxiety and uneasiness along the way disappeared, and she rushed forward quickly, throwing herself into Raj's arms.
Raj took the two women directly back to Beverly Hills. As soon as she got out of the car, Kaoru was taken aback by the scene in front of her. Eight beauties with different styles were standing there to greet her, which made her hurriedly turn her head to look at Raj: "Anata... who are they?"
"They are your helpers and your sisters!" Raj smiled slightly.
Kaoru understood Raj's meaning in seconds, feeling slightly sour in her heart, but still forced a smile and greeted the women. Reiko happily smiled and said, "Wow, so many beautiful sisters! Oh, these sisters look exactly the same!"
"What a cute little angel!" Reiko's innocence made all the women love her. One hugged her for a while, and another hugged her for a while. Reiko was not shy at all, calling 'sister, sister' non-stop, completely becoming everyone's joy.
At the subsequent welcome party, the women all let loose and had fun, and Kaoru also let loose. Now that things had come to this, was she still going to leave here and leave Raj? She had never thought about it. What Raj wanted was what she wanted to do. She had completely implemented the traditional Japanese virtue of marrying and following her husband. Raj liked her submissive attitude.
After the party, Raj directly led everyone to the bedroom to continue the carnival. Men, women, women, women, men, women, women, men... Raj played with all kinds of postures. Of course, when the women discovered that Raj had not spared even Reiko, the little cutie, they expressed their serious contempt for him. To this, Raj only taught them on the bed that despising their man would pay a heavy price...
During the day, Raj took the women shopping and playing. Facing Raj's fancy show-off of beauties, it was not that there were no single dogs who wanted to teach him a lesson, but before they could get close, they were dragged into a corner by a group of men in black and beaten badly. Did they really think that the bodyguards standing around were just for show? Although Raj himself could handle such things, why would he do it himself so lowly when someone was helping him?
Sometimes Raj wondered if the male protagonists in those urban WB novels, who had hundreds of billions of assets, often went out without bodyguards, or didn't equip their women with bodyguards. Was this purely for the sake of pretending? Thinking about it carefully, those novels seemed to have no other highlights besides pretending and slapping faces.
When night came, Raj was happy, because the women couldn't stand his insatiable demands, so they directly arranged programs for him, such as... Arabian Night (the sextuplets all together) or... Savanna and Ivanova, or... Japanese Mother and Daughter Flower Night, Kaoru and Reiko... or the Russo-Japanese War... Ivanova and the Japanese Mother and Daughter Flower... etc., with a variety of tricks, making Raj revel in it...
Time passed day by day. Half a month passed, and Raj finally waited for what he was waiting for, which was his sea villa, the Greek Queen, which had been flatteringly renamed the King by Jacqueline.
After Raj received Will's call, he put down the phone, stood up, and said to the women who were playing in the living room, "Hey, girls, our sea villa has arrived! Do you want to go to the private island with me to play!?"
"Yay... that's great!"
"Boss, wait for me to get a change of clothes and swimsuit!"
"Me too..."
"You have fifteen minutes to pack your personal belongings!" As soon as Raj finished speaking, the women scattered like birds, running back to their rooms like rabbits to pack their things. It was obvious that they were very interested in this sea trip.
Fifteen minutes later, the women all came down on time, pulling their small trolley cases. With Raj's order, the group headed straight for Los Angeles Bay Harbor.
There was no way, this yacht was too big, and private docks could not berth it, so it could only be docked at the Los Angeles cargo terminal, Bay Harbor.
Los Angeles Bay Harbor——————
The dockworkers on the dock were talking about the super luxury yacht parked in the dock in front of them.
"My God, this yacht must be at least three hundred million dollars, right?"
"Old John, you're too old-fashioned. Three hundred million dollars can't even buy the interior of this yacht!" A slightly younger-looking worker said, "I've seen this yacht online. It is said that it was worth 1.2 billion dollars when it left the factory. Now it looks like two helicopters have been added to the deck, plus other decorations and so on. Now it's worth at least 1.5 billion dollars!"
"These damn rich people!" This was class envy.
In the midst of their discussion, a convoy of seven luxury cars drove directly into the dock. The beauties with different styles who got out of the cars made them drool even more. Unfortunately, they knew that they couldn't afford to provoke these people. In the United States, the people you can't provoke the most are the rich. If you provoke the rich, even if you encounter an ordinary one, you can fight a lawsuit until your family is ruined. If you encounter a more ruthless one, they will directly make your whole family disappear... The saying that American law serves the rich is not just talk.
Those who got out of the car were Raj and others. As soon as Raj took the women out of the car, he saw a dozen Greek beauties with different expressions waiting for him at the escalator entrance.
"Hello boss, I'm Agnes, the captain of this yacht!" A mature woman in her thirties with tanned skin and black curly hair came out first and stood in front of Raj, saying, "Please allow me to introduce this King yacht to you!"
"Well, let's talk as we walk!" Raj took the lead and walked up the escalator. Agnes followed closely behind and introduced the ship's configuration to Raj.
"Boss, this King was built by the famous German Lurssen yacht company and completed its construction and sea trials in 2013. The entire ship is 180 meters long, 50 meters high, and has a total displacement of 14,000 tons. The maximum speed is 30 knots and the cruising speed is 25 knots. The entire ship has an indoor basketball court, an indoor swimming pool, two outdoor swimming pools, three gyms, a multi-functional restaurant, a movie theater, a chess and card room, and twenty guest rooms. In addition, there is a helicopter pad at the front and rear of the ship."
Raj asked curiously, "So how many people does it take to operate this behemoth?"
"In order to ensure that this yacht can operate normally 365 days a year, the entire yacht, including me, has a total of fifty people. They were all recruited from female soldiers retired from the navies of European countries. They all have rich maritime experience, so you can rest assured and enjoy your ocean journey!" Agnes said.
"So what are we waiting for?" Raj looked at the women who were following him and had already boarded the ship, and as for the bodyguards in those cars, let them stay on the shore.
"I'm waiting for your order, boss!"
"Then set sail!" Raj said with a wave of his hand, "Let's start this sea trip now!"
"Your order! Boss!"
With Raj's order, the crew on the ship took their positions, and the King slowly started, slowly sailing out of the port in the envious and jealous eyes of the workers on the dock...
On the second day of the King's voyage, the women were still very interested in the facilities on the ship. Some were exercising in the gym, some were running to play cards, some were watching movies, and some were swimming outside.
Raj was wandering around looking at the European beauties. After wandering around for a long time, he had almost recognized all the beautiful crew members on the ship. Of course, he also flirted with them all. There was no way, according to Raj, he had too many secrets, and not everyone was trustworthy, but obviously, even if he had a private island, he would still need to use his yacht frequently. How could he rest assured if he didn't turn them all into his own people?
But in the women's eyes, this was actually Raj making excuses for his womanizing. It seemed that Jacqueline had put a lot of effort into pleasing him.
Not to mention anything else, it was not easy to gather so many beauties who understood ship skills in just half a month. Not to mention that the beautiful captain was still serving in the German Navy when she was pulled out. It must have cost her a lot.
This shows how much women are willing to pay for their youth. Raj estimated that if he said that he could help her restore her youth to its peak at twenty-five, and asked for all of her property, she might not hesitate to offer all of her property, just to restore her beautiful appearance.
In the following days, after Raj became familiar with the beauties on the ship, he directly started a no-cover party on the ship, occasionally letting more than sixty beauties gather around the outdoor swimming pool and play the game of firing cannons...
"Eh——!" Raj lay on the beach chair, looking at a group of women slumped on the ground and muttering in a low voice: "Damn it, these sixty are really a little difficult to handle. The old ancestor's realm of controlling three thousand women and ascending to heaven in broad daylight is really extraordinary... I'm only sixty and I'm already a little overwhelmed!"
After resting for a while, Raj stood up again. After all, the superhuman physique made his recovery ability super good. Simply put, he could play the game of firing cannons again now.
Fifteen days later, the King passed through the Panama Canal and entered the Caribbean Sea. Three days later, it arrived at Raj's private island... the British Mandala Islands. Of course, you can't find this island on the map or on Google Maps, just because a Mexican rich man who liked to hide spent money to buy out the display rights of this island. But now this island belongs to Raj...
Because there was a deep-water dock on the island, Raj's King easily docked at the dock. The women who got off the ship were all fascinated by this tropical island...
Antonio Colosio Murrieta, the Mexican rich man who had been notified by Raj, was waiting respectfully by the dock on the island.
This guy had a face full of flesh, and didn't look like a good person, but he wasn't a good person before. Antonio used to be a big drug lord in Mexico. Of course, now he's old and has retired, handing over those illegal businesses to his son to manage. The rest of the time, he just wanted to live in peace in his later years.
But what he didn't expect was that he actually met Raj and regained his youth. This once again filled him with passion for his career. As the patriarchal Mexican gang was rampant, Antonio could be said to have the final say.
Of course, Raj was not interested in this at all. Anyway, Antonio's gambling goods were all sold into the United States. What did it have to do with him?
"Master..." Seeing Raj getting off the ship, Antonio hurried two steps to Raj and bowed deeply, saying, "Welcome to your arrival. I have prepared Mexican specialties for you. I believe you will like them!"
"Oh? You have a heart!" Raj nodded with a smile and asked, "Have you arranged everything at home?"
"Yes, Master!" Hearing Raj ask this, Antonio was very happy. He knew that Raj's question meant, could he become younger. "Please rest assured, Master, I have already told my family that I will go to Tibet to visit a master, and then I will say that he adjusted my body for me!"
"Well, you know I don't like trouble, so don't give me any trouble!" Raj glared at him, and then gently patted him on the arm. Antonio's body became younger as if it were growing in reverse. "I'll give you twenty years. I hope you will work hard for me and don't let me down!"