The Millionaire Saint
Chapter 44

Alexandro Bianchini

Asher enters my office after three days without seeing him, he did not return home after that day when Azucena saw me naked, he walks to his desk and sits under my attentive gaze. "Good morning, Mr. Bianchini," he greets.

-Welcome Asher, I don't like that he uses formalism with me, but he is a hardhead in that sense-Are you better? -I question.

"Yes," I nod, Donovan enters my office.

"Alexandro," he calls me and I nod, he turns his face toward Asher and then looks at me. "Do you know how the investigation is going?" -He questions.

-Right now they are chasing a clue, I hope they soon replace their whereabouts and maybe when they are about to sell the jewelry we will know where they are, -he announced.

"Well, don't hesitate to let me know any new information," he asks and then leaves, I know he's stressed about this situation and even more so when he knows he's dealing with two crazy people who could come against him, but Donovan is smart and reinforced security.

The work day begins with meetings and is quite busy for a Tuesday, Donovan always turns the company upside down and with his unfriendly face makes everyone work.

Asher Jones

-Is something small wrong? -I'm surprised to hear his voice near me, I turn around and there's this Alexandro with his sly smile looking at me mischievously. "Nothing new, Mr. Bianchini," he murmured respectfully, causing his brow to furrow.

"I don't understand why you behave that way," he claims, sighing.

-What do you want me to say? -I question-. You just go to my house, seduce me and sleep next to me and then disappear," she raises her eyebrows.

"I didn't come back because Azucena saw me naked in your living room, I didn't want to make you uncomfortable," she announces.

"It doesn't matter anymore," I walk to pass by her, but he takes my arm.

"I do care," he says. I already told you Asher, you're mine," I frown angrily at his way of seeing things.

"I'm not an object, much less your property," he smiles.

"I know, but you're still my little Asher," he murmurs. "Don't forget," he lets me go to continue on his way to the office, I sigh, I don't know what the hell Alexandro is up to, but whatever comes I hope it doesn't destroy my soul.

As much as I get the idea that I'm just his f**k of the week, I can't get it through my head, Alexandro is an energetic bombshell and I think our lifestyles are never going to be on par. It's obvious that he makes his way through records, I don't like that and even less

like being involved in the middle, since he is listed by gossip magazine as one of the sexiest and hottest millionaires, I can't help but think that if they see us together they will create rumors and that then my life will no longer be mine.

"Hey," I hadn't realized that the elevator had stopped on a floor of the building to pick up someone. I watch the dark-skinned boy look at me with a huge white-toothed smile-How are you?

-Good and you? -I can't lose education.

-Well, are you new here? "I just hadn't seen you before," he says.

"I'm Mr. Bianchini's assistant," I murmur.

"Ah... no wonder, I'm from the marketing area, by the way, my name is Leo," he extends his hand and I accept it.

"Asher," he smiles.

"Nice to meet you, Asher," I nod. "What floor are you going to?"

-I'm going to cafeteria.

-I'm going there too.

When the doors open we make our way to the cafeteria where I opt for a turkey sandwich and a strawberry juice. Leo keeps me company at the table and we talk a little about work. -Marketing is very interesting, it shows that you are passionate about it," he announced.

"Quite a bit, I like everything related to that and I even have a proposal to take to the vice president of the company," he comments, I assume it's Alexandro.

-I wish you luck.

"Thank you," I look at the time and am surprised to see that I'm already spending my lunch time thirty minutes late.

"For God's sake, I have to go," I stand up and take the trash to the trash can, Leo also leaves his things there and together we walk to the elevator, he stays on his floor and I go to the penultimate floor, which is where the office is.

When I enter Esther is very close to Alexandro who walks away from her when he sees me, his expression makes my blood run cold, since he looks a little upset, he says something to the woman and she leaves looking at me superiorly, I have no idea what she is doing, going.

-Where were you? "She," she questions.

"On my lunch break," her jaw tenses.

"Asher, you're already thirty minutes late," she announces.

-I know and I'm very sorry for that, Mr. Bianchini, -she inhales and walks towards me.

-Who was that guy? -I raise my eyebrows.

-You're watching me?

"Don't answer me with another question, Asher," she expels angrily. "Who the hell was that?" -She questions.

"F**k you," I turn to walk to my desk, I sit down as her gaze penetrates me.

"Asher, you're provoking me," he stands in front of me while his hands rest on the desk.

-What is the problem Alexandro? -I question-. Now you spy on me or maybe you sent your lover to do it," he blurted out.

"I went to look for you, I saw you talking to that idiot and I didn't break his face in front of everyone because I decided to control myself and wait for an explanation from you," he reports as if that were a success.

-Do I have to explain who I'm talking to? -I ask indignantly.

"Only from men who look at you with desire," he says with his jaw tense. "You're crazy," I hear him curse, he walks to the door and locks it.

"Stand up, now," he orders, I deny. "Asher," he barks my name in threat.

"Alexandro, no..." I stop when I see that he looks at me without any expression, I stand up and cross my arms, he walks up to me and stands on my forehead.

-You do not get it? "Him," he questions, passing his hand around my waist and pressing me against his chest, hugging me and breathing deeply. "You're my little one, I can't let any man near you, not that kind of guy," she murmurs calmly.

-But he didn't do anything wrong, he was kind-I can't help but wrap my arms around his waist and intertwine my fingers as I do so, his perfume floods my nostrils and the heat of his body through the fabric of his clothes makes me remember how it feels against my skin. "For me it's still a threat," he comments, laughing unamusedly.

-Why do you say that?

"Because he has the image of the perfect guy, you can tell he's one of those romantic men who invite you on a date before f*****g, maybe he's the guy you deserve, but I won't let him steal what's mine," he murmurs, pressing me against him. his body, he smiled, as much as I hate the way he is, I like hearing him say that.

"I don't want another boy, nor do I love you either, but you're so intense and insistent that I can't say no," he laughs.

"I don't give up so easily, little one," he moves away a little to lower his face to mine and kiss me. "I like you, I can't deny it and I'm not romantic, nor the perfect man, but I will continue to be intense and insistent," he announces to He takes my lips again, bites the lower one and then his tongue slips into my mouth, squeezes my buttock and carries me up to his height. "Much better dwarf," he complained.

"Troglodyte, it's not my fault you're huge," he walks to the couch and sits down.

-At least everything fits and that doesn't make you so small.

"Alexandro, shut up," I hide in his neck, listening to him laugh.

-Do you want to sleep in my apartment tonight?

"Just sleep," I say.

"That's going to depend on a lot of things, because I can also make you stay up all night while I eat you whole," he murmurs with his hoarse voice.

"Don't say those things," I protest.

"So you're coming to my apartment?" I no longer want your mother to see me walking around yours naked, I like to feel the fresh morning air and it's uncomfortable to have her come in suddenly and for her to be able to look at me naked," she announces. "I'll think about it," I say, looking into his face.

"None of that, answer right now," he asks.

-How intense you are, he raises his shoulders and places his hands on my buttocks.

"Answer Asher," I bite my lower lip nervously and he takes his flea there so I can let him go. "If you want to sleep, no problem... I'll do it and even though my balls hurt, I'm not going to touch you," he comments. Sigh. "Okay, I'll go," I murmur and he smiles into a kiss.

-Perfect.

We go back to work and Leo unexpectedly arrives at the office, I know that he must present his proposal and I hope that Alexandro's possessive jealousy does not reject what he has to offer.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Bianchini," he gives me a quick glance and smiles. That doesn't go unnoticed by my boss, who looks at him with an unfriendly face.

-How can I help you? -He questions.

"I'm here to present a new project to you," he hands him a folder that he reviews for several minutes.

"It's a good idea," he announces, "I'll tell Mr. Bristol about it and in a few days you'll have an answer," he comments and I can notice Leo's euphoria, "but I must ask you one thing first." -Of course sir.

"Don't smile at my boy again," he points at me and I hang my head in shame. "Am I clear?" -He questions.

"Yes-yes, Mr. Bianchini," he stammers a little.

"Okay," I hear footsteps and then the door being closed.

-Are you crazy, Alexandro? -I question, raising my head to observe his proud smile.

He raises his shoulders as he looks at me haughtily.

"I already told you, you're mine and you already chose me," he points out.

-God, you are crazy.

Dayana Berlusconi

Donovan has behaved wonderfully in the company and although he thinks I don't know it, he reduced the amount of work that I usually receive, but I am not going to question it because right now he is not in a position to contradict him, his mind He wanders into replaceing the people who hurt his mother.

I watch him speak in fluent French to someone and after several minutes he hangs up.

-How many languages do you speak?

"Eight," she announces, surprising me.

-Which is it?

-French, German, Italian, Russian, Standard Mandarin, Spanish, Portuguese and a little Arabic-this man surprises me.

"You are very intelligent," he raises his shoulders.

"When you don't have distractions it's easy to learn," he announces. I agree with him.

"By the way, Dayana, I bought you that book you see on the table," he points out.

-What is it about?

"I know you're nervous about being a new mother and that's why I'm giving you that book," he smiled.

"Mr. Bristol, but you were the one who got upset when the doctor told us that we couldn't hear the baby's heartbeat," I remind him, he sighs.

-I couldn't help it and I had no idea what week we could hear it, -at the appointment with Yngrind we realized that everything is fine with the baby even though he is a little off center, but it is expected that in A few months he resumed his position. It also turns out that she got pregnant right on New Year's, I don't know how, but there I have my little pea growing in my uterus.

They are barely four weeks pregnant and we will be able to hear its heartbeat between the eighteenth or twentieth week, for now we are content with seeing that black dot that will soon be a baby who is not called that, but rather an embryo, but we refuse To look at it that way, he prescribed prenatal vitamins and also that it is too early to show symptoms, we told him about my vomiting in the morning and he only said that it could be that I ate something that was bad for me and that I should be careful with that. -I know, but now we are going to wait for this long process to listen to his heart, -he announces and nods with a smile.

"It's already a countdown in my head," he kept one of the sonography images even though only a black dot is visible. Donovan is very excited about our baby, it makes me happy to see him so happy.

-What would you like it to be? -He questioned.

"I'll be happy with any gender," she announces. The important thing is that he is born, very healthy and that they are both well.

I watch him with affection and there is no doubt that this is going well, there is nothing that can interfere with our happiness, my heart overflows with joy and love for this wonderful man, Donovan Bristol is in my skin and all the time in my head.