The Millionaire Saint
Chapter 36

Dayana Berlusconi

When we least expected it, the snow storm passed and we were able to return to California doing the same route. I didn't feel like doing anything when we arrived and I was very tired from the entire trip, but the next morning Donovan got up early to go to his exercise routines. For now we have three or four more days of vacation left and to return to the company, Alexandro did a good job and I have to review the pending agenda.

As I eat my cereal with chopped strawberries, Donovan appears in the kitchen with a towel hanging around his neck while sweat runs down his bare chest. Before he was different and he used to get self-conscious about the marks on his back, but now I've made him realize that it's not something he should worry about and that he shouldn't hide it when he's with me.

"Good morning," he kisses me affectionately. "What's coming up on that agenda?" -She questions while looking for utensils to prepare breakfast.

-You have an appointment with Dr. Florentino. Who is she?

"A doctor," I look at him badly. It's a routine checkup, I'm psychoanalyzed and I also have to do a s***m count-I raise my eyebrows.

"Don't tell me that the doctor encourages it," he laughs.

-Is that jealousy? -She questions.

"Donovan," I reproach.

-No. The doctor doesn't help me with that, I resort to the magazines they have in the room and it's not complicated, since having erections was a recurring feature due to the pills," she reports.

"I want to go with you," I blurt out.

-Dayana, it's embarrassing. Better go to your mother and bring her the gifts we brought her from Stockholm," he asks and I deny.

"We agreed that we would go together, don't think you're safe from questions," I point out.

"I don't want you to go anyway, it's something very personal, trust me," she approaches and places herself between my legs. The doctor is very professional and she has never interacted inappropriately," she tells me, placing her hands on my waist and looking me in the eyes.

-Okay, I'll stay here and watch the series until you arrive. "Now she goes take a shower and I'll continue your breakfast," she asks.

-What do I stink? "She," she questions.

"You're very sweaty, don't do anything crazy," she pointed out, seeing her clear intentions, she gave me a chaste kiss and left.

It's not that I distrust Donovan, but with what he told me that even his doctors reproached him that he was to blame for what happened to his sister, I don't want him to relapse back into using the pills and I don't know who the hell manipulates This man's life, I promised myself that I would take care of him and that I would be aware of anything that could harm him.

In these months that we were away, Donovan has improved a lot and sleeps normally, he does not have nightmares and it is easy for him to fall asleep. I don't want someone to come and destabilize him with lies that he may believe, her mother is my main suspect, since she is a cursed witch and we will surely have her here soon.

Donovan returns changed in a semi-formal manner, wearing a white polo shirt under that blue jacket, his black pants and shoes of the same color make him look attractive, I like his style of dressing and he has a good eye for choosing my clothes. "Here you go," I serve his breakfast and sit next to him until he finishes.

"I have to go to the appointment, I'll be back soon," she murmurs.

"Okay, be careful," I ask, she gives me a kiss and then another that makes me smile.

-Have I told you that you look sexy in my shirts? -She questions.

-Mr. Bristol, are you carrying these images in her mind for her s***m count test? -I question.

"I can't lie by saying otherwise," she bites my lip and she separates herself from me to leave, leaving me alone in the apartment.

The door is knocked and I walk there, I know that the only person who arrives unannounced is Alexandro. I open it and sure enough it's him, I step aside for him to enter and follow him to the couch.

"Where's Donovan?" -She questions.

-You have an appointment with your doctor, is something wrong? -She questioned, seeing some dark circles under her eyes, she sighs, sitting on the couch.

-Can you give me an advice? -He asks unsurely and I nod. -What do you think about sentimentality in s*x? -I raise my eyebrows.

-If the person really interests you, you should take the risk, but if not, it's worth it. Then you shouldn't give him your heart-it's the same thing I did with Donovan, I can't say I love him, but I gave him the opportunity to win my affection, since he has given me his. -How will I know that?

-Giving a breach in the wall you built so that no one can harm you.

Donovan Bristol

When I arrived at the clinic they immediately transferred me to Dr. Florentino's office. As always, I greeted her with a handshake and took a seat when she asked me to do so. "It's good to see you again, Donovan."

-I say the same Karina, how is everything? I question politely.

Dr. Florentino has been treating me for a long time.

-Very well, tell me how everything is? I saw that you are getting married," I nod with a smile.

-Maybe in February or March. We haven't chosen the date to do it yet," he nods.

-Love blossomed very quickly, don't you think it's all too hasty? Are you pregnant?

-No, she is not pregnant and love is like that, I would like to marry Dayana, I don't see anything out of the ordinary-I raise my shoulders, dismissing it as I look into her eyes.

-Many couples wait to have at least five years together before taking that important step in their lives. What's the difference here?

-I'm not like all couples, Dayana and I are ready to take the step and be able to know everything while we are married. Everything is going well, we love each other and we decided to take things further, I hope to conclude this conversation. -How about the pills?

"I don't use them," she raises her eyebrows in surprise. "I have no problems falling asleep, I no longer have nightmares and that's why I decided to stop them," she reported.

-And the knock?

"The hassle of organizing everything in order of size is over," I announce. "From one moment to the next I stop caring, which I suppose is a great improvement to my health," he commented.

-You are a very special patient, I am happy about your improvement, but what happened for this to happen? -She questions.

"I fell in love, my mind doesn't take up time to fall back into the past," she nods.

-Does she know about your past? -Nod-How did she take it?

-It was hard to hear me talk about what happened, but she has made me realize that I can't live holding on to things from the past. "She did everything for Valentina to survive, but fate was cruel and took her away from me, it's not my fault," I mutter. "It's great progress and I would like to meet her," she asks. -Can you bring her to your next appointment?

-Sure, no problem.

Dayana Berlusconi

"She's hitting you hard," she said, looking at him when he returned to the living room dressed. -That? -He looks at me confused.

-It's obvious that you like that person a lot. Why haven't you given him the opportunity? -I question. "Because I'm an idiot," she whispers. -I offered him money to sleep with me and now he must hate me. "You're an idiot," she laughs.

-The manias stick-I look at him without understanding-. Nothing, but since I'm here can you persuade the grumpy guy to come to a party? -He questions.

-I'll try, but I don't promise anything.

"I know he's going," I nod and say goodbye to him after agreeing on the time we will meet in the lobby and he threatens me that if we don't go down, he'll knock us down by knocking on the door, Alexandro is crazy.

In life, nothing that you least want bounces in your face until you have to take it, there are no options that improve your social conditions, Donovan arrived just when I most needed help for my mother's treatment. She could cover several sections of chemo alone, but with his help she wouldn't know if she would live.

Cancer is deadly, exhausting both physically and mentally, not only the person who suffers from it suffers from their condition. Those of us who love them also suffer with them, that constant fear of knowing that they can lose the war and leave us. The idea is painful. We are not, nor will we be, prepared to see someone we want leave and to see them leave during this process is like living in hell., seeing his t*****e day after day is bitter.

Not everything is as they paint it, insomnia, depression, mental and physical exhaustion, pain and anguish. Nobody wishes this on their enemy, but we all dream of a light opening at the end of the tunnel and that at last we will be able to see that person win that war to continue with their life and be the example of other warriors who go through this battle that can See I know without end, but I know that it has its time to end.

When the warrior dies, it should not be said that he lost the war because he has gained the immortality of eternal rest. Painful for the living, but pleasant for that fighter who suffered day after day and who broke again and again until he was exhausted, he no longer has to fight and at last his pain has ended.