The Millionaire Saint
Chapter 50

Dayana Berlusconi

Without a doubt Donovan is and will be the best husband, he pampers me while we stay in Amsterdam and I cannot talk about a wedding night for reasons that there was no such thing, it turns out that this little pea in my belly caused me to feel terrible when I arrived to her house, I think the plane trip and then the car trip left me exhausted and as embarrassing as it may sound, I left Bristol excited and ended up falling asleep as I undressed to unite us as husband and wife for the first time.

Funny isn't it? But my dear husband was condescending, he was in charge of covering me with the quilts and then sleeping next to me hugging my naked body, but the next morning I was in charge of complying and uniting us as husband and wife, he pleased me and made love to me in a way incredible, and then he had his morning talk with the little pea.

Today, just two days before our honeymoon, we replace ourselves lying in the back of his cabin in Amsterdam and I must mention that Mr. Bristol exaggerates with his expensive tastes, but I return to the topic that this place is beautiful. The view of the forest is amazing and by the way. It has an artificial waterfall here that bathes a pool of quite a beautiful design, with lights at the bottom of it that make it look beautiful at night. Donovan sleeps next to me in a hammock large enough so we can be together, his torso discovered even though he is wearing a white t-shirt, but it is unbuttoned and I cannot forget to mention his shorts that leave his legs free.

He doesn't appear to be the businessman, since now he looks like a camper, I like him and he looks sexy in this style, I think this man looks beautiful even with a potato sack covering him, but I prefer to have him naked, he smiled remembering the times he He walks around the room in the apartment talking on the phone, just as God sent him into the world.

I touch my belly and I am already in my second month of pregnancy, it is not notable, but inside there grows the fruit of our unconditional love that unites us more every day. I don't regret anything that has happened between us, I like every moment of our strange relationship that began with a simple contract and ends with both of us in love. I can't help but think of Mrs. Sonia, her mother.

The woman approached me and apologized for the way she treated me, I am not a person to carry resentment and I treated her with kindness, I don't want to imagine the suffering she is carrying for everything she did to her son, I hope that some One day they can solve it and be well, Sonia congratulated me on my pregnancy and wished me all the best and even thanked me for being the reason Donovan smiles, it shows that deep down she loves him and has realized that, late, but at least everything is being portrayed. Another thing is Mr. Bristol's money, even though I asked him to get married for separate property, he refused to do so and now in a couple of months I will have access to his account and a checkbook for both of us, I don't intend to touch any of that. and well, I know that Donovan will replace a way to use it, he already told me that he bought a mansion outside of California and that he hopes he can redecorate and invite my mother to live with us, I couldn't help but kiss him and tell him with a full mouth. I love him so much for thinking of everything.

He moves next to me and runs his hand over my waist, I sigh and kiss his hundred, I inhale his scent and stay calm so as not to wake him, he deserves this rest, since he is a man who works too much and from what he tells me when When he comes to this cabin he always sleeps for long hours and when he returns to California he feels less overwhelmed and more eager to do his business work. By the way, there is a young girl working in the cabin, she is the daughter of the housekeeper and she keeps making pretty eyes at my husband, I can't stand her, but I know that my dear Mr. Bristol doesn't look at her for even three seconds, that makes me smile..

Mr. Bristol doesn't have eyes for anyone else and it's like no other woman exists. If it weren't for me, he would never have realized that that girl is watching him, but he ignores her completely, kisses me and tells me not to be jealous because he doesn't love anyone but me, it is something that is clear to me and confirmed in the threesomes that involve him.

Many women would never let their boyfriend, husband or lover sleep with others, but I can't let Mr. Bristol go through something like that and therefore motivate him to have threesomes in Stockholm so that he can have another woman's body, blonde, brunette, brunette and all that has its reason, which is to try something new and not stay tied to me, I thought that he would give up on me and that he would realize that he still has a lot to try, but Donovan has me made it clear that without me there is no motivation to hook up with another person.

So after all that I came to the conclusion that I am the only one who motivates him to have s*x and that he did it only to please me, I felt very bad for inciting him to do such a thing and that is why I will not take him to do them again., no more threesomes for Donovan, nor for me and I will not involve him in s****l experiences with third parties in our relationship because he has shown me that he is satisfied with just possessing me and I am more than satisfied with everything Mr. Bristol does.

It's not every day you get a superman, I know that at first he was bogged down by his demons, but I feel satisfied being the reason for the release of his emotional burdens, no more pills, nightmares and even his obsessive behavior so that everything is organized from smallest to largest, it has been controlled, but it remains to have everything organized, clean and above all, maintaining control of things is its primary duty, it does not tolerate anything getting out of hand and it worries it when it does not have the order of the situation.

"Ma'am...

""Sh..." I hiss for silence. "What's wrong?" -I question in a whisper.

"My mother is interested in knowing what she would like for dinner," her gaze goes to my husband's torso and this girl is already tiring me out.

"For me, grilled salmon with some sautéed potatoes with cream cheese and for my husband, medium-rare steak with sautéed vegetables," I announce.

I can't help but highlight the word husband, she shows that she has understood it and leaves, sigh.

"Don't be jealous, wife," her hoarse voice surprises me.

"I woke you up," she murmured sadly, she denied.

"I've been awake for a few minutes now, but I didn't want to interrupt your thoughts and stop you caressing my head," she communicates, stretches and snuggles against me.

"That girl keeps looking at you with those lovesick sheep eyes," I mutter, Donovan lets out a laugh and I bite his cheek.

"Uhh," he complains.

"Don't laugh," he reproached, pouting.

"Love, you shouldn't be jealous," he asks, looking at me tenderly, it melts me to hear him say that word. I don't have eyes for anyone else, you are my everything... you are my world," she places her hand on my belly. -Believe me I know, but it still bothers me.

-Will you accompany me to a shower? "She," she asks, changing the subject, I sigh and we leave the hammock to walk hand in hand towards the room, he holds me by the waist.

-Aren't you going to take a shower, Mr. Bristol? -I question.

"I can do both," he takes charge of undressing me and I do the same, he makes me wrap my legs around his hips and he makes his way to the bathroom, places me in the sink and shamelessly rubs himself with my s*x. "Donovan," I reproach him for his games, he smiles and penetrates me. "God," I moan, moving slowly as his hands rest on my waist.

"He's divine," her gaze doesn't move away from our union, I moan and gasp with each of his thrusts, Donovan moans and thrusts firmly.

We look at each other and he smiles, he abandons me to get off, he carefully turns me around and holds me by the wash, he looks at me in the mirror and slowly buries himself. Her face becomes art and her eyes sparkle. She starts a slow back and forth, she kisses my shoulder and pants into my ear warming me up.

"My wife," she proclaims in my ear. You are divine," he kisses my neck, clings to my body that is losing strength, I moan loudly and come, Donovan gives several thrusts and then lets go.

"You are magnificent Mr. Bristol," she comes out slowly and he turns me around, he kisses me and caresses my lower back.

-I dreamed about our son, he was running around the house while he was followed by his dog, happiness was evident in our home and you were with a beautiful belly waiting for our daughter...

"Stop your car, Mr. Bristol, I'm already pregnant and you're thinking about giving me another child," she laughs.

"We deserve a big family," he announces. But I know that you, Mrs. Bristol, will be the mother of all my children," I raise my eyebrows.

-How many? I question.

"Four...six maybe," I look at him horrified.

"God, there are too many," she announced.

"And it will make me happy," she whispers, "but there are other options to have children, maybe a surrogate or adoption," she comments.

"We'll talk about that another time," she nods.

-But Mrs. Bristol will not be saved from having many children with me.

(...)

I woke up alone in bed, sighing "Where is my husband?" I think, I get up and go to the bathroom, I take a shower and then I get dressed in something comfortable, I walk to the back of the house and he is there looking towards the forest, I go up and hug him from behind.

"Good morning, husband," I greet.

"Good morning, wife," he turns and kisses me. Today we are going to go to town," she announces.

-What will we do there? -I question.

"Walk, buy things, eat ice cream and I'll take you to one of my favorite restaurants," she says happily.

"Then I should dress better," she denies.

"You look perfect," he compliments, I dressed in a yellow Carolina Herrera dress with a low neckline in the front. It is also long to cover my feet in which I wear comfortable sandals. Donovan wears dark blue shorts and a shirt with short black sleeves, sexy and showing off her trained legs-Shall we go?

"Yes," we walk and it seems strange to me not to see that girl, I don't ask.

I get into the passenger seat and my husband into the driver's seat, a driver is not necessary, but he is cautious and brings security, that is something that I will never leave aside and I must get used to it, although Jean has now become part of my life by following me around. everywhere and it doesn't bother me because he knows how to respect my personal space, that makes me happy.

The trip to town is quick and we end up parking at a small restaurant, since the main thing for Donovan right now is to feed me, I can't stop him from doing it and I won't stop eating either because this little guy depends on it, we walk holding hands and Crossing the door we notice that there are few people here.

Mr. Bristol walks to the checkout area.

-Good morning, sir, how can we help you? -asks the girl.

"I'm looking for Sergio," the woman raises her eyebrows. Tell him that Mr. Bristol is looking for him," she nods and asks a colleague to go get him, it doesn't take long for a man of about fifty years old, maybe older, to walk through the door with a huge smile. "Donovan," they greet each other with a hug and pats on the back. God, how long it's been since I've seen you here," she comments.

"A lot of work, but here I am," the man looks at me. This is Dayana my wife.

-Wife! -He exclaims-But what a surprise-he greets me-it's a pleasure to meet you Dayana, I'm Sergio Bristol-I'm very surprised by that. This boy's uncle.