The Millionaire Saint
Chapter 41

Alexandro Bianchini

I have never liked returning to the office so much after the holidays, I sit at my desk and when they knock on my door my anxiety increases, I murmur a pass and Esther enters, I can't help but grimace. -What's wrong Esther? -I question.

"They inform me that your assistant, Mr. Jones, cannot come because he is ill," she announces.

-What does Asher have? -I worry about the boy.

"I didn't ask him, but this is something unheard of, he's not even five months old and he's already starting to miss me," I can't help but frown.

-Are you listening, Esther? -I question-. He is sick and that is something that is respected in this company," I remind him.

-I apologize, Alexandro.

"Mr. Bianchini, I no longer want you to call me informally," I murmur without any expression. "Anything else to add?" -he denies-Then I ask you to return to your workplace, -he leaves, I lean my back on the couch while I let my head fall back. Sigh.

I don't understand why Esther wants to fire her, I don't want to do it because we all need money and every day she pushes me to kick her out of here, I don't want conflicts and even less people of this nature close to me. «Asher, what will the little one have?» I think, I hope it's nothing serious.

(...)

After my work day I can't contain my desire to go see him, I park in front of his building and hesitantly get out of the car to go to his apartment. I look at the wooden door, sigh and knock several times until it opens showing a boy I don't know. -Greeting, are you looking for someone? "He," he questions, shamelessly looking me up and down.

"I'm looking for Asher," he announces, stepping aside.

"He's asleep in his room, I guess you know where it is and I'll leave them for a while," I nod and the boy goes in to grab something from his bag and leaves, leaving me in the living room. I sigh because there's no turning back. I walk to his room. and there is only one lamp on, I go to his bed and there is the little one.

Asher looks very cute while he sleeps, I noticed that night and I do it today too, I sit on the edge of his bed hoping not to wake him up, but he does.

-Frames? -He asks sleepily.

"No little one," he murmurs, and he shifts and rubs his eyes with his fists.

-Alexandro, what are you doing here? -he questions and I make a face, I didn't expect such a contemptuous reaction.

"I was informed that you were sick and I came to see you," I announce. But I see that my presence bothers you and I better leave," I get up, but he takes my hand.

"Sorry, don't go," he murmurs. Please," I look at him and look into his green eyes, nod and return to my place.

-What happens?

-I think I caught a cold, I didn't want to expose others to catching it and I know I wouldn't perform at one hundred percent being there, I nod because I understand his situation, since I still don't perform at my best when I'm sick.

"I hope for better soon," I announce. And with those soups that Azucena makes, I don't doubt it," he murmured when he saw a package on his nightstand.

"Thank you for coming," he smiled.

-Has the pain already passed? -I question as I watch him frown and then blush when he knows what I mean.

"Yes, I took the pill and I felt more relieved," I nod.

"That's good to know," we remain silent until his friend returns.

-Asher, can you stay alone tonight? -He questions.

-What's going on? -asks the little one.

-I have to resolve some matters and I can't return until tomorrow.

"You can go without worrying, I'll stay with him," he looks at me gratefully and then leaves.

"You don't have to, Alexandro," I lift my shoulders.

"It doesn't bother me," I murmur. "I'll ask my driver to bring me some clothes early tomorrow to go to the company and I hope you don't mind if I sleep naked," he announced.

-That?

"I don't have night clothes and I doubt yours will fit, there's no other way, but I guess it's not a problem, since you've seen me..." "Shut up," he

reproaches, and I laugh.

"How innocent," I whisper. -Can I borrow your bathroom? -he nods, I go to this one and take a shower there.

"Alexandro," he calls me.

-What's going on? -I take my head out of the shower to look at the closed door.

"I brought you a clean towel," he announces.

"Come in," I ask, Asher enters and I leave the shower to approach him.

"Thank you," he took the towel from her hands to cover me.

He is blushing and his gaze goes somewhere other than my body, he smiled and I took my hand to his small waist to attract him to me. I bring my face up to his red cheeks where I place a kiss on both, sighing. "Alexandro," he gasps, smiled.

"I don't understand why you get so nervous," I whisper. You can see, touch, lick and bite wherever you want little one,-I bite his earlobe and then lick it right there.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything to you tonight," I comment, walking away. He watches me in silence and we leave the bathroom. He is the first to get into the bed and then I do it, caring very little about being naked. I stick to his body, passing my hand on her waist and feeling that she is a little hot. -You have a fever, do you want to drink something? I question worried.

"I took some acetaminophen a few minutes ago," he whispers and I nod.

I place a kiss on the back of his neck, I dare to caress his flat belly, feeling how it contracts and then I hear him sigh as he trembles under my touch, he wants me as much as I want him and I love that.

>>Is what happened a while ago true? -He questions after several minutes in silence in which he dedicated me to caressing his waist and belly.

-What little thing? I ask without understanding.

"The thing about how I can touch you wherever I want," he smiled.

"Yes," my answer is short, he turns in my arms to face each other, Asher raises his hand to my face and touches it. He details my lips, cheeks, jaw, eyebrow and nose with the tips of his fingers and then ventures to touch my bare chest, causing him to feel a tingle throughout my body.

His hand goes down to my abdomen, around my navel and without noticing my hardness, he stops and watches me thinking about whether to continue or abandon what he was doing.

I can't complain about being a gifted man and the saying goes that if your c**k touches your navel, there is no need to cry for someone else, Asher be stopped after feeling me.

"You shouldn't be afraid of something that has filled you," he whispered mischievously.

"Stop saying those things," he reproaches. "How can someone who seems very studied be so vulgar?" -She questions.

-There are certain points in which education is worth very little, I am not going to warm you up with nice and well-pronounced words. I make you morbid by telling you that I want to eat your a*s and then fill it with my le... -he covers my mouth so that I don't continue, I lick his hand and he leaves me.

"It's embarrassing," he announces, I roll my eyes.

I hold her hand that rests on my abdomen and take it to my c**k. Her eyes open in surprise and she tries to push her away, but I don't let her.

"Stay," I order, he calms down. "This thing you feel is what you want to touch and fill your a*s again," I murmur. Little one, you don't have to be afraid, I've already entered once and will do it every time you want," I kiss his lips and bite the lower one. "Wrap it up," I ask.

Asher opens his hand and closes it around me, it's not enough but it's enough for me. I make him move her and feel every vein in her while her eyes look at me, she bites her bottom lip and I know she's enjoying it.

"Oh... sweet little Asher," I whisper, letting him continue moving it on his own. I bring my hand to her cheek and kiss him while he masturbates me, I move against his touch. "I want to fill you again," I gasp.

And I want you to do it, he turns me on, took her hand and I stop him.

«Oh little one, you have invited the devil to your house and now you will know the flames of hell»>

(...)

After I c*m twice and Asher three times, I let him rest, I go to the bathroom and leave the condoms in the trash can and then I return to bed and clean the boy, I lie down next to him and cover us with the quilts so we can sleep as long as possible. that remains of the night, but not before sending the location to my driver and telling him to bring me clothes.

The next morning I was the first to wake up and now I watch the little one sleep with his head against my side while one of his arms rests on my right chest, I sigh, passing my left arm behind my neck, I feel like I'm with this guy and it's definite that I won't let anyone else have him.

"Alexandro," I hear him murmur in his sleep, it seems like he's having one with me, he smiled.

My phone rings and it's a message from my driver, I tell him which floor I am on and then I get out of bed, walk to the living room and at that moment someone opens the door.

-Ah! -Azucena shouts and she took a cushion to cover my nakedness. "Oh shit!" I think, it can't be.

"Sorry, Azucena," I blurt out, embarrassed that she saw me looking like that.

-Alexandro-she looks at me surprised-What are you doing here? -She questions.

"I came to see Asher," she raises her eyebrows, crosses her arms, and there's a knock on the door. It must be Morgan," she murmurs, she walks over there and receives the bag, she hands it to me.

"I'll make breakfast," I nod and back up to Asher's room, where he's sitting on the edge of the bed, closing the door and tossing the cushion to the side.

"Shit, it can't be," I say, running a hand through my hair.

-What happened? "Listen to my mother," she announces.

"She saw me naked," I reproach embarrassedly, he is surprised by that.

"Oh God, what a shame, Alexandro, I'm sorry," he apologizes, I walk up to him and sit next to him.

"I'm sure he'll ask thousands of questions about why his boss is naked at his son's house," I tell him. Forgive me if I get you into trouble," he murmured.

"She knows I'm gay," he announces.

-Oh.

-Will you only say that? -He questions.

-What else can I say? She's a grown woman and she knows what we did here right? -I raise my shoulders.

-You don't mind if they see us together? -I deny.

-I care more that she probably saw my c**k and then asked you how you can hold on...

"God, shut up," he punches me in the shoulder, I laugh.

-Do you think he'll be angry because we're together? -He looks surprised.

-Shall we walk? -I look at him seriously.

-Asher, I don't snuggle with anyone, nor do I repeat myself with the same people again. Nor am I one to go to their homes while they are sick to take care of it-I don't see why I should lie to them. "I like you little one," I kiss his lips and bite the lower one. You're only mine, Jones.