The Devils Of Thornbrook

Chapter Sixty Six

The drive through Italy was beautiful and I got to learn a bit about how the car handled, which was rather impressive.

It got more so when we reached the Parc National De La Vanoise. The mountains apparently scared Zavier he since he would get vertigo if he stared down the side so I would imagine he had just been focusing on the taillights of Lucian who was droptop cruising behind me.

The memories I made with the boys behind me was always going to stay with me and so were the ones that I was sharing with the brunette beside me who was dancing along to music in my passenger seat.

When I rounded the corner I stared off along the road while also glancing at all the nature around me.

Europe was just beautiful to me yet so many people lived here and I couldn't deny that I was drawn to this continent. My whole family were second or third generation immigrants from places like Germany, the UK, France, Greece, and Italy. People paid money to travel here every year and I knew that so why wouldn't I come here as often as I could to enjoy the magnificence of this place.

How many people dreamed of doing what I was doing right now driving through the French Alps with the people they cared about the most with complete ease and will to do and go wherever they wanted.

Why wouldn't someone want to come to the safest continent in the world.

Glancing over at Scarlett I watched her change the song to the car as I got to the edge of the park and slowed at the gate to prove I'd paid to enter the park.

Finding the small card I rolled down my window at the booth.

"J'ai acheté un billet m'autorisant à conduire en France" I say handing over the piece of paper.

The attendant read it nodding slightly before handing it back with a smile.

"Parfait, vous êtes libre d'y aller, profitez de vos voyages".

Nodding I rolled my window back up setting the slip in the center console before speeding off along the roads through France towards Lyon.

We had been on the road for six hours and would be here for another hour before Lyon, then up towards Amsterdam though I'd told the boys that we may just stay in Luxembourg since it was closer and it was already four in the afternoon, and we'd be making it to Amsterdam at one in the morning.

Neither bothered me I could get us into the most luxurious hotels in both but I also knew that Zavier would want to have time to be himself and not throw up as the boy likely would need to when we got to Lyon in an hour.

Driving was probably one of the more peaceful things to me yet I found that it also never felt as long as it was. There were days I'd gone on three hour drives and it had felt like half an hour.

I also had a minor habit of blasting music while the engine of my car droned on and considering that it was front mounted I had a larger appreciation for British supercars however they all had some differences depending on brand that made all my cars special in there own way.

But at the end of the day I vote fuck the cars, fuck the money, fuck all of the material things in this world the greatest wealth I would ever have is my friends and family.

People thought money meant everything to me, and they would be right if none of the people I was close with existed. Because to men even from a young age we understand that status means everything in this world so who owns what is still stupid but my family had the perception of making people shut up would end it all.

Wealthiest family in the world and most of our money went to charity yet the world refused to acknowledge that.

Well that's their problem not mine.