How much would you give to be Silvio Berlusconi? An arm? A leg? Your first born?
Think about it — he’s a billionaire, the Prime Minister of Italy, clearly pays for sex from minors then laughs off calls for resignation, gets away with saying things like, “It’s important that Italy’s representatives don’t smell bad and are not poorly dressed, unlike certain people from other parties” in public, appoints attractive women only and, generally, does whatever he wants.
From his long suffering wife (both in marriage and because she has more Botox than blood in her bod) to his many mistresses, here are Berlusconi’s women: