The Millionaire Saint
Chapter 49

Donovan Bristol

As expected, the bachelor party was organized by my dear Alexandro and don't let my sarcasm be noticed, he is shameless when he hires a stripper, I want to leave, but I have to put up with all this because, then he won't shut up best friend, I hope Dayana is having a better time although from what she told me she will only be with three friends from the university whom she invited to be her bridesmaids.

Our wedding was in two days and we will spend that time separated, she at her mother's house and I in my apartment, I don't understand all this, but I respect her decision and I will count the hours until I see her again and this time I will look at her dressed in white when she is making her entrance at the altar, I cannot deny that anxiety has me upset and I only hope to have her by my side to feel better.

I miss her... I miss them both because my morning talks with my little boy or girl will have to wait to be resumed again, everything is ready for our move to Amsterdam for the honeymoon and Dayana doesn't even know that I have bought a mansion at outskirts of California, it is a private property where we can be comfortable and it will be easy to get to and from the company even if it takes me thirty minutes longer to get there, but like any family it was necessary to have our home and I hope that together we can redecorate as we wish and then move there, maybe even her mother can live with us and be by her side throughout the pregnancy.

I know very well how important she is to Dayana and Laura, she has become someone of importance in my life. I hope to convince her to live with us or in the small house that is on the property. Maybe they can improve it to the style she likes. to her and so she is comfortable.

"You seem very quiet," she announces, sitting next to me.

-Couldn't you have done something more discreet? I question.

"You can't need strippers at a farewell party," she reminds me, sighing. Go ahead and have something, you're almost marrying me," he offers me a gla*s of whiskey and I end up accepting it.

After two hours the party ends, I go to my apartment where I finish taking a shower to go to bed missing Dayana, I hope our wedding arrives so I can see her again.

(...)

I look at my navy blue suit, I won't wear black for the wedding, I can't deny that I'm very nervous, Alexandro pats my shoulder and I look at him, he hands me a glass of whiskey. "For the nerves," he announces.

He took it in one go and my throat burns, I sigh as the heat relaxes my tense muscles, I take one last look and fix my black bowtie and then, together with my dear friend, I get out of there. Also to be on par, I invited two business colleagues to be my companions and having three soldiers by my side, we walked to the altar of the church where the father was already waiting with the guests.

I must mention that my mother is part of them, I didn't expect her to come, but everything between us has now been cleared up and those naive people are in jail for what they did. His crime was punished with ten years, I expected more of those, but not everything stolen was recovered, I stay in my place to wait for the moment when my wonderful future wife enters the church.

From one moment to the next my heart pounds when the wedding music starts and everyone stands up waiting for them to enter. Then that's when I catch a glimpse of her dressed in white and my whole world focuses on her. Dayana Berlusconi

"Daughter, you are beautiful," my mother compliments, looking at me with all the love in the world, I sigh and give her a smile.

"You still look beautiful," she announced, looking at her pastel pink dress.

"Mrs. Berlusconi, it's time," Martha announces, she is the agent who organizes everything and who handles everything on her time, she has made my life easier in these months of preparation.

My mother is the one who will take me to the altar, we walk together to the door waiting for the wedding march. My heart is pounding and I feel that at any moment I will end up screwing up the whole event, it seems that it shows because my dear companion gives me a gentle squeeze.

"Calm down," she murmurs.

I inhale and exhale until the wedding music starts and the doors open. I try to stay calm and focus my gaze on my future husband who turns to see me, he smiled and does the same, I can't believe how handsome he looks dressed in that navy blue suit, he is a beautiful hunk that I will marry, I walk next to my mother and receive her hand when I arrive in front of the father who will carry out the ceremony.

"I'll leave my little girl with you, take care of her," he asks before returning to his seat. Donovan watches me and I think having two days without seeing each other was t*****e. "You're beautiful," he compliments.

-You're also very handsome.

Although we are not devout, we decided to have our wedding in a Catholic church, since it was a request from the late Henry Bristol, for that reason today we are in front of the father who asks to cross himself and then raises a prayer in choir with the guests, we kneel and receive his blessing for later.

-Wife and husband, did you come to marry without being coerced, freely and voluntarily? -He questions, looking at us. -Yes, we came freely, -answers in unison.

-Are you determined to love and respect each other, following the way of life typical of marriage, throughout your life? -Yes, we are determined.

-Are you willing to receive your children responsibly and lovingly from God, and educate them according to the law of Christ and his church? -He questions. -Yes, we are ready.

-So, since you want to get married, join hands, and manifest your consent before God and the church, we look at each other and join our right hands.

-1, Donovan Bristol, love you, Dayana Berlusconi, as my wife and I give myself to you, and I promise to be faithful to you in prosperity and in adversity, in health and in sickness, and thus love and respect you every day of my life," he smiles as his eyes sparkle with total love.

-1, Dayana Berlusconi, love you, Donovan Bristol, as a husband and I give myself to you, and I promise to be faithful to you in prosperity and in adversity, in health and in sickness, and thus love and respect you every day of my life," I announce. We look at each other forgetting the outside world.

-Donovan Bristol, do you want to receive Dayana Berlusconi as your wife, and do you promise to be faithful to her in prosperity and in adversity, in health and in sickness, and, thus, to love and respect her every day of your life? "Yes, I do," my heart doesn't stop beating and I feel like I'll fall at any moment, but seeing her blue eyes watching me with so much love envelops me and makes me feel absolute peace.

-Dayana Berlusconi, do you want to receive Donovan Bristol as your husband, and do you promise to be faithful to him in prosperity and in adversity, in health and in sickness, and, thus, to love and respect him every day of your life? "Yes, I do," I announce confidently.

-May the Lord confirm with his kindness this consent of yours that you have expressed in this church and may he grant you his copious blessing. "What God has joined together, let no man separate," he announces. Let us bless the Lord. "Let's thank God," my husband and I say as the father receives the rings.

-May the Lord bless these rings that you are going to give to each other as a sign of love and fidelity.

"Amen," he hands one to Donovan and one to me.

He places it in ring while he tells me with love.

-Dayana Berlusconi, receive this alliance, as a sign of my love and fidelity to you. In the name of the father, the son and the Holy Spirit, I put it in mine saying the same words.

We receive the deposit with coins and say a few words of blessing.

"You can kiss the bride," he says, we approach and seal this pact with a kiss overflowing with love where it becomes clear how much we have missed each other in these two days.

We listen to the excitement of the guests and smile in the middle of the kiss.

"I love you Mrs. Bristol," she announces.

"I love you, my husband," we walk holding hands while the guests come behind us.

As we walk through the doors of the church we receive photos from the press and they throw rice, we smile and then we get into a limousine to go to the reception where we will have to do our first wedding dance.

(...)

"Dear Donovan, you don't know how happy it makes me to know that you're married," Alexandro announces into the microphone. I won't say something stupid, since I don't want to lose my balls... well not with you," everyone laughs. But seriously, dear brother, I'm glad to see you so happy. Long live the bride and groom! -he raises his glass of champagne to toast our unity.

"The bride and groom will give their first dance," they announce, we stand up and walk to the dance floor.

-I'm a very lucky man-he takes me by the waist while I leave my arms on his shoulder, we move slowly following the rhythm of the music.

"Quite the opposite... I am the lucky one to have you, you are unique and indispensable," he murmured to rest my head on his chest.

"We deserve it," is the only thing he says to dance until more people join us, I feel like I'm in a fairy tale from which I hope I never wake up, Donovan Bristol is perfect and now he's my husband.