America: The neighbor's wife is so incredibly hospitable!

Fifteen minutes later.

Monaco, Hercules Port

The view below was breathtaking as the helicopter hovered over the port, which is known as the "Billionaire's Playground".

The harbor was packed with yachts, like white building blocks.

And in that most central and most expensive deep-water berth, a black behemoth was moored.

It was a superyacht that was over 80 meters long.

The ship's streamlined, jet-black hull resembles an obsidian rock floating on the sea.

Six decks stacked one on top of the other, and a huge radar arch gleamed in the sunlight.

The helipad at the stern has been cleared and is awaiting its owner's arrival.

This was once Joe Capone's pride, known as the "Black Pearl".

But now, as the helicopter slowly landed, Chen An saw that the name on the ship's side had been repainted in a powerful gold lettering.

Leviathan

Symbolizing the ruler of the sea, it echoes the "Titan" on land.

"Oh my god..."

Even Jessica, who was used to seeing luxury cars, was taken aback by the size of this floating palace.

"This is huge! Is this even a ship? It's practically a floating city!"

"This is a monster that Old Joe built with half a lifetime's worth of black gold."

Chen An jumped out of the helicopter, the wind from the propellers ruffling the hem of his clothes.

On the deck, two rows of crew members in neat white uniforms were already lined up and waiting.

Standing at the very front was a Russian captain with a full beard, Andrei.

"Welcome aboard, Mr. Chen."

Captain Andrei gave a standard military salute, his voice booming.

"The Leviathan has completed all resupply and refitting."

"The fuel tanks are full, the wine cellar is full, and this ship is now at your command. Whether it goes to the Mediterranean or crosses the Atlantic, it will be no problem."

"Thank you for your hard work, Captain."

Chen An nodded. "Where are the others?"

"The other three ladies have arrived and are waiting on the sun deck."

……

The sun deck is located on the highest level of the yacht.

It boasts a huge infinity pool, a jacuzzi, and a whole ring of white leather sunbeds.

When Chen An led Sarah and the others onto the deck, the three beauties, each with a distinct style, were each occupying their own territory.

Irina, wearing a very simple black bikini, was doing a plank by the pool.

His taut muscles looked as if they were coated with oil in the sunlight.

Ava Green lay under a parasol, wearing a royal blue one-piece swimsuit.

Holding a tablet computer, she appeared to be handling official business, but her long, slender legs were crossed, clearly for display.

In the corner, Aya appeared somewhat reserved.

This Native American girl from the deep mountains was seeing so much water for the first time.

Instead of wearing a bikini, she opted for a conservative sports vest and shorts.

The hunting knife was still hanging at his waist...

She looked around warily, like a wild leopard that had left the forest and come to the grassland.

"Everyone's here."

Chen An's voice broke the subtle tension.

The three women turned their heads at the same time.

"Boss!" "Chen!" "An!"

The three different terms of address represent three different kinds of intimate relationships.

Let me introduce myself.

Chen An did not show favoritism; instead, he gathered everyone together.

"These ladies came from America... Sarah (with an aura of a queen), Jessica (with youthful energy), Katie (with a haughty and innocent charm), and Madeline (with an elegant and sophisticated air)."

"These are... Irina (Queen of the North), Ava (Queen of Commerce), and Aya (Indian Princess)."

Seven women.

Seven kinds of stunning beauty.

Even in Monaco, a place teeming with supermodels, this lineup would be enough to make any man's nose bleed or give any monarch a headache.

There seemed to be sparks crackling in the air.

Especially when Jessica and Ava make eye contact, they clearly don't like each other in the video.

And there was Katie's envy and jealousy when she looked at Irina's abs, the kind only a fitness fanatic could have.

"Alright, ladies."

Chen An clapped his hands. He was the only male creature here and the absolute core.

"I know you two aren't familiar with each other yet."

"But this ship is very big, with six decks, a movie theater, a gym, and plenty of rooms."

"You have plenty of time to communicate."

He walked over to Aya, gently took the hunting knife from her waist, and handed it to the waiter next to her.

"We don't need that here. There are no cougars here, only seagulls."

Chen An took Aya's hand, then Sarah's hand, and stacked them together.

"We're here on vacation. I don't want this ship to turn into a gladiatorial arena. If anyone wants to fight..."

Chen An's gaze swept over the crowd, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

"Then let's save it for tonight in the master bedroom. That's the only legitimate arena."

These explicit words instantly made the shy Katie and Aya blush, while the bolder ones like Ava and Jessica gave them flirty looks.

"Hmph, who's afraid of who?" Jessica puffed out her chest. "I have the advantage of being young."

"Experience is the key, little sister," Ava replied with a cold laugh.

Although the atmosphere was still tense, the hostility had dissipated considerably, turning into a healthy competition.

……

The Leviathan slowly sailed away from the port.

The massive engine propelled the steel behemoth, weighing thousands of tons, through the azure sea, leaving a white trail behind it.

Chen An didn't rush to join the women's pool party.

He went to the driver's seat.

"Captain, where is our destination?" Chen An asked, looking at the nautical chart.

"As you instructed, we will head south to Porto Cervo, near Sardinia."

"That's a favorite secluded vacation spot for Europe's wealthy. And..."

Captain Andrei lowered his voice, "We've arranged a small exhibition in the high seas over there."

"An exhibition?"

"Yes. Colonel Williams sent over a batch of new gadgets."

He said that now that you are a tycoon with a private army, it's like running naked if your yacht isn't equipped with a defense system.

Chen An smiled.

In international waters, a so-called defense system often means heavy machine guns, sonic cannons, or even miniature missile defense systems.

The Leviathan is more than just a yacht.

It is Chen An's mobile sea fortress.

"very good."

Chen An gazed at the beautiful scenery where the sea and sky met in the distance.

"Then let's go full speed ahead. I want to see what can stop us on this free high seas."

……

Night falls. The Mediterranean sky is breathtakingly bright with stars.

The Leviathan was anchored in a calm stretch of water in the high seas.

The underwater lights turned on, turning the seawater around the yacht into a dreamy sapphire blue.

On the top deck, a private welcome dinner is underway.

The long table was laden with oysters and lobsters flown in from France, as well as marbled steaks and white strawberries from Titan Farm.

Madeline herself opened two bottles of 1982 Lafite.

"A tribute to our meeting."