Direct from the owner
You will talk to Olivier — then he points you to one of his trusted agencies.
Born in Paris, raised in Monte Carlo, Franco-Italian by appetite, Roman by choice — and ungovernable by nature.
At twenty-five he launched one of the first online financial-services platforms in France, back when most of the industry still thought the internet was a fad. A year later, at twenty-six, he bought a 19th-century company founded in 1829 and spent the next fifteen years tearing up its playbook. What came out the other side is now ranked among the top 250 fintechs in the world.
The press calls him a serial entrepreneur. He calls it not knowing how to sit still.
Off the clock, the obsession turns elsewhere — interior design, fashion, and the slow, magpie-like curation of rare and beautiful objects, hunted down from Marrakech to Palm Springs and brought home one piece at a time. Most of them have ended up here, in Can Serenico — two abandoned ruins above Cala Conta that he refused to let die, restored over years of stubborn, loving work.
He still answers his own emails. When you book the house, you book it from him — directly, the old way. No agency, no platform, no middleman. Just a key, a phone number, and the quiet, slightly stubborn conviction that the best places are the ones their owner still gives a damn about.