The Millionaire Saint
Chapter 29

Dayana Berlusconi

As if it were a couple holding hands, Donovan and I left the hotel, I don't care much and at the same time I feel protected when he does that kind of thing. Last night everything was very wonderful, we had dinner naked and talked about unimportant things, Mr. Bristol seduced me and took me again until we were both asleep.

Although I know that this is all under contract, I can't help but label it friends with benefits, since a boss and employee don't share more than three hot s*x sections and Mr. Bristol and I have had countless crazy moments. I think since he started having s*x he behaves differently, he looks more his age and not a grumpy hermit.

Alexandro will be angry with me, since we didn't go to his happy party and I hope he understands that things happened that prevented us from attending, but I have many ideas in mind for our return. As they say in Fifty Shades of Grey, vanilla s*x is good, but it gets kind of monotonous. I would like to see Mr. Bristol f*****g another girl and it is something I will have to ask him, since we will last five months in this country and going out to a club and flirting with a woman may work wonders.

On the way to the airport Donovan talks on the phone while I check the tablet with his agenda. Upon arrival we will have a welcome dinner, since we will probably arrive in Stockholm around three in the afternoon and although the official language is Swedish we will be able to communicate speaking English with any inhabitant of that country.

According to Donovan, we will have time to go to some tourist sites in Stockholm during the time we live there. I hope that the idea of staying in a hotel for that time will radically change to going to a more appropriate house. They will assign us a driver and, as always, the little boss He comes out bringing with him his safety.

Donovan ends his conversation as the car parks a few meters before reaching the jet. We get out of the vehicle, greet the pilots and get on the plane.

"Another long flight," I blurt.

"The last one for five months," he announces and I hope he's right, since I'm not a fan of airplanes.

(...)

Stockholm is undoubtedly a beautiful, colorful country and what stands out are the bridges that connect with other islands. Without a doubt it is a busy capital and people seem quite busy.

Bank Hotel has been chosen and I am happy to say that I do not want to live here for five months. The place is quite ostentatious, elegant and exudes luxury everywhere you look, it is beautiful.

The architecture is worthy of a palace, huge lamps hang from the ceiling and a staircase adorned with a red carpet. When we got to the room I was amazed as it has a splendid view with a river that passes right in front and on the other side the buildings that make up the city of Stockholm.

"I guess you like it," she announces with a smile.

"Well... the idea of living in a hotel for five months was not to my liking, but with this view that this room offers us I have changed my mind," he tips the boy who brought the luggage and we are alone. -That's why I chose this suite.

-I thought you had never come. I let go and he picks up his phone.

-I saw it in detail through photos and selected it. I even chose your room, but seeing how everything changed I assumed you wouldn't want to sleep anywhere else," he comments unsurely. -You're absolutely right, I've gotten used to the little boss's snoring.

-Hey! She complains.

"Come on," I pull her hand to go to the balcony where we appreciate the place.

-We have several hours free before dinner. What do you want to do? -She questions.

"A bath and a short nap doesn't hurt, but since I'm a woman I have to start looking for the perfect outfit for dinner and fix this hair," she announced.

"I understand," I retreat to the room while he sits with his phone in hand.

From my suitcase I take out a cream dress, makeup, accessories and moisturizing creams. I leave the outfit on the bed and go to the bathroom to take a shower and hydrate my skin. It doesn't take long and I come out in a towel while another wraps my hair that I had to wash.

The room has a large mirror and a dressing table with lights included. I sigh to start doing my hair while Donovan is still on the balcony, but after several minutes he takes his suitcase to take out his outfit and goes to the bathroom.

I make my makeup as simple and natural as I can to give a good impression, since I am not only the executive secretary but also Mr. Bristol's fiancée and I don't want anyone to get a bad image of me, but not because I care what they think but for Donovan and his company.

When he comes out of the bathroom he changes his clothes and smiles.

"You are very handsome, Mr. Bristol," I flirt.

"Thank you," he murmurs.

In my case I finish getting dressed and this flatters me anyway and then we go out together towards the hotel lobby meeting the contractors. This is Donovan's company's first project to build airplane parts and with the visions he has I suppose more successes will come for him. The Bristol company is dedicated to the importation of automotive parts, but with the expansion this year they began to create their own parts to generate more profits and be more recognized. Donovan is a young businessman with many visions and that is worthy of admiration for people who They are going the same way as him.

During the welcome meeting I introduced myself as his fiancée and we received congratulations from the businessmen. We posed for a photo in a local newspaper and they gave him a certificate to his company. He seemed quite happy with all this and his happiness was part of me every minute we spent here.

When everything was over we returned to the room around two in the morning and ended up immersed in kisses, touching and then we ended up exhausted and panting. Naked after a decent o****m, I lay on her chest and listened to the accelerated beat of her heart.

"I'd like you to experiment with someone else," I say.

-That? -He questions, I sit down to look at him.

"I want you to have s*x with another woman," he looks surprised.

-Did I do something wrong? -He worries and I deny.

-This is what raising the level between us is about-I pause, thinking about my next words. -I know that I have been the only woman you have been with and that is why I want you to do it with another, but the condition is that I must be present. -Because?

-The idea of seeing you f*****g someone else excites me, would you do it? -He remains silent for a long moment while I bite my lower lip anxiously.

"Only because you ask, but I'm not interested in experimenting with anyone other than you," I nod at his seriousness, I know that s*x has never been a priority in his life and that everything he does with me is to keep me pleased and avoid That because of my fever I ruin her plans, but I do not intend to do such a thing and that woman ends up keeping everything she has achieved.

"I understand what you're doing and I appreciate it," I murmur as I lie back down. It will be the weekend.

"It's too soon," he mutters, surprised.

"It's better that way and you'll know later if you add it to your list of things you like to do," he relaxed to relieve his tension, sighs and says nothing.

She closed her eyes and fell asleep feeling how her hands caressed my lower back.

Donovan Bristol

Supervising construction is not something out of this world, especially when you have people who grasp ideas the second they are said. The employees hired to build the pieces that adorn the turbines are very efficient at what they do and I think it's all because this will be the first airline the country has.

"Mr. Bristol, I congratulate you on the design you have achieved," I deny.

-All that credit is due to the design area of the company, I comment. I just supervise and make some improvements so that it is perfect, we can't leave anything to the elements-the head in charge nods.

-You are absolutely right.

We talk for several minutes until a call comes out and she excuses herself to leave. Dayana comes to me with a bottle of water and I thank her for her gesture. The doubt of doing what she has asked of me is still hovering in my head, but for reasons of our agreement I must comply and prevent it from being harmed.

"Your face gives me a clue as to what you think," she says with a grimace.

-I still don't understand why we don't do something else.

-Please, just trust me, okay? -He takes my hand and I sigh heavily to nod. "Don't think about it too much and just relax, you're supposed to be an open-minded man," she says.

"I have an open mind, but asking me to have s*x with another person is something very crazy, I don't know when you gain pleasure," I frown.

-You will see.

The day goes by normally and the week goes as normal, Dayana finishes fixing her hair and I apply a little perfume to my neck. Today is the weekend in which we will go out to a bar to look for the girl with whom I will have s*x, I can't help but feel insecure, but the blonde says that I have everything it takes to be a naughty boy.

"Save them," he hands me two silver wrappers, condoms.

I put them in my purse and then we leave the hotel towards a bar. His hand wraps around mine and we walk towards some tables, I sit down and within minutes a waiter takes our orders.

"There you have three options," he murmurs in my ear as if it were a demon. -The girl with the red hair keeps looking at you without any type of discretion-I take my gaze there and she is absolutely right, since she even smiles at me. -At that table a dark-skinned woman is also watching you and her companion seems to be her husband, -I don't know how she senses so much what is happening around us.

"The girl with red hair," I say and Dayana nods, I don't know why I chose her, but the couple doesn't catch my attention.

-Good choice, Mr. Bristol.