Kyle Conti's POV
I sighed as the view of the Transylvanian Alps were coming into gorgeous view as my private jet landed into the private hangar of the airport in Cluj-Napoca. It was at the end of June with Summer was coming into Europe, hence, most of the tourists would love to go to the Alps. I needed to get the lodges to lock and loaded before the peak of the Summer season.
"Sir, we have landed," the pilot said to me as I got up from the seat. I nodded at him as I went outside the jet and looked around the hangar. I put on my sunglasses as the sun was burning my face and my eyes.
"thank you, captain, have a good the rest of your day," I said as I walked down the stairs. I can see that my personalized red Lamborghini was ready for me as the baggage handlers put all my luggage in the trunk and handed me the key.
