Holy s**t!
My eyes widened with shock as stared at gigantic brown marble edifice in front of me. Holy f*****g hell! This was where he lived? And he left all this behind to chase his dreams. I was immensely proud of him.
"You live here?" I muttered as he parked up in the garage which I could clearly see was crowded with sedans and two gigantic SUV's .
"No...my parents live here," He smiled wryly, opening the door for me. "I live in a studio apartment in Switzerland with you,"
"You are rich," I observed dryly, trying not to be pleased about his comment about living with me. "Way too rich,"
"I am not rich, Elena," He said, kissing me. "My parents are. All this is earned by my father and his father and bla ba...not me. I will be rich when I earn on my own,"
"This is what I love the
