The Millionaire Saint
Chapter 66

Alexandro Bianchini

Remembering Henry's words requesting that he not tell anything about his life to Donovan was like a kick in the balls, but he would do everything so that he would not suffer and fall back into a coma. I don't know how he will take the idea that she could be dead, it hurts just thinking about it and imagining my brother devastated by this. I cannot sit idly by either for Donovan, I must replace a way to intercede and make him remember little by little without causing him harm, I sigh and finish drying off to go to bed with my sleeping husband. At least someone is calm because for me discovering two important people from my childhood and adulthood alive has been something shocking, Henry a gangster and now from what I saw my best friend is also involved in this, I hope I don't last long in this place and help my brother as soon as possible to return to my monotonous life.

When Asher feels me, he snuggles into my chest and it is my other reason for leaving this place as soon as possible. I don't want to put his life at risk and I know that Donovan will understand me. He is my friend and I guess that's why he didn't contact me when he woke up. from that coma. I inhale my little one's hair and try to fall asleep, but it's hard to sleep a wink all night.

When the sun begins to give its first rays of light I am awake, thinking of many ways to help Donovan, I know that Henry brought me so that he remembers something and I hope it worked.

"Good morning," his voice makes me leave my mind, I look at his face with a flushed cheek and marks from the pillow on it.

"Good morning sleepyhead," he rubs his nose on my side, he looks so cute and I don't regret that he's my husband. It was a scandal when the media began to spread the news, since people from all over the world attacked Asher's account, they felt very bad about the ugly comments, but great followers also came out defending our relationship.

I receive a kiss on my lips, he smiled.

"You look tired," he worries.

"I didn't sleep very well, remember that it is difficult for me to fall asleep for the first time in places I don't know," he nods. -What will happen now? -He questions.

"I guess we'll stay here for a month and then we'll return to the company," I comment. "Do you think so?" -makes a face. -Just one month.

"Only a month," I repeat and he nods, I climb on top of him and stay between his legs.

"Love," he complains, I kiss his cheeks and then his lips which I bite. -Aren't you tired? -He caresses my side and then kisses my left arm where I have his name tattooed. It is something intense to do that, but Asher will always be the love of my life and if our relationship were to end I will continue to love him.

"I'm never tired of making love to you," I murmur.

She sighs when I join our lips, I caress her legs that are wrapped around my waist and then I separate my mouth from hers to deposit my saliva on my hand and spread it over my c**k. She moans as I press against her entrance to slide gently until be buried inside him.

He kisses my chest and then fits his teeth into my shoulder when I start to move, Asher is used to my size and I try to be careful when I don't lubricate that place to avoid hurting him, I move slowly and make love to him while I caress his body trying to keep it relaxed so I can increase my lunges.

Moaning my name, he cums contracting around me and I can't last long, I cum inside him and moan into his mouth, I stay out until I leave every last drop inside him, I love doing it and then feeling the moisture that remains when I do. I was planning to continue making love to my husband, but there is a knock on the door, I curse whoever is bothering me at this hour.

"Alexandro," Donovan's voice sighed.

-What's happening? -I clear my throat, I wait for his response.

"Stop f*****g, I need to spend time with you, you useless," he complains.

"I'll be there in a few minutes, you're annoying," I reproach, he laughs when he hears my annoying voice, it's annoying, Asher laughs low and I look at him badly. "Don't laugh, brat," I move inside him. "To the shower," I carry him and walk buried in him, I care little that Donovan is waiting for me.

"Alex," he moans, clinging his arms to my neck.

-Did you think he wouldn't take you? -I question-. "Hold on little one," he announced with a smile.

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"I don't think I've done that much in my father's company," he says, impressed.

-You were the tycoon Donovan Bristol, there was no businessman who did not want to associate with you and it is still that way, I made sure that your company remains high, -I murmur.

-That makes me very happy, Alexandro. How is my mother?

"The rot is destroyed, it doesn't overcome the fact that you're dead," his expression falls completely and it's at that moment that I realize that Donovan is not ready to know that his wife and son might they are not alive.

The news that he was married and expecting a baby can hurt him a lot, I don't want him to suffer, I will look like a terrible friend, but everyone must understand that the truth will hurt a lot and he wouldn't be able to bear that much, Dayana, I don't know if she's alive and if he is, he must be having a very bad time thinking that Donovan is dead.

-Do you know who Miss Berlusconi is? -I choke on my own saliva.

-That? -My voice barely comes out in a thread.

-I have had memories of conversations without much meaning, but I only hear her voice and I can never see her face-I don't know how to respond to this. "She was your secretary," I simply respond.

-Do you have photos of her? I think and nod, I take out my phone to show Dayana, she remains without answering anything and then returns it to me. -Did you remember anything?

Deny.

-Her face seems familiar to me. Are you sure she was just my secretary?

"Donovan, remember that I can't give you many details, wait until I remember her, her name is Dayana and she was important to you," he nods, I hope he doesn't continue asking more about the topic, I don't want something to happen to him because of me. -I understand, it's annoying to forget so much and no matter how hard I try I only get a f*****g headache.

"You will do it, don't worry, don't try too hard," I rest my hand on his shoulder to comfort him.

"I know you're worried about being here, I would like you to accompany me to a party before you leave where the men must be masked and the women with their faces uncovered," he comments.

"Sure, we can go, we were thinking of staying with you for a month," he murmured, smiling and denying.

-I don't want them to be exposed for so long, they already know what my father deals with and this place could become unsafe," I nod. One week is the maximum they can stay, that would make me very happy. -Whatever you want, brother.

Dayana Berlusconi

I don't understand how we got to this moment that feels so intimate, Sergey hugs me from behind after asking me to undress and get into his bed, he hasn't said a word since he said that.

"Dayana, I apologize for the way I treated you, I was very frustrated, I know you gave yourself up voluntarily, but insecurity took over me and I couldn't help it, I'm sorry, precious," he whispers. "You treated me like a whore, Sergey," I hear him sigh.

"And I'm so sorry you felt that way, Dayana, I don't want you to feel like a slut," I turn in her arms to look into her eyes. I was thinking a lot about what happened and I was an idiot, forgive me? -I know men like Sergey well, it is clear that he is an abuser of women and this is the first step of an abuser, repentance.

"Don't let it happen again," he nods with a smile, stands over me and kisses me, I have no choice but to follow the kiss.

He takes advantage of my nakedness to enter me slowly, he moans into my mouth and thrusts into me while he kisses me, Sergey makes me wrap my legs around his waist, taking him deeper, I gasp and bites my lower lip to sneak his tongue into my mouth. I hate all this, but I have no choice, I thought I'd give it a chance and I've just learned the true face of this guy, it's not worth it.

"Oh...baby, I love feeling your p***y squeeze me," he gasps, moving fast and I moan, he's a damn, but he f***s good. His fingers attack my clitoris and he makes me cum and then cum, and this is a moment in which I am very grateful to Mía for giving me an injection to prevent pregnancy, I would not like to be pregnant by this psychopath. I thought he would continue, but he lay down next to me and hugged me, caressed my hair, we stayed silent and I only know that he is awake because of his hand that doesn't stop caressing me. I want you to accompany me to a party...

-But and Dylan.

"Mia will take care of him, don't worry," I sigh.

"It's okay," I murmur, slipping out of his arms to sit down.

-Where are you going? -Take my arm.

"To my room," he denies.

"Stay here to sleep," he pulls me towards his body and makes me sit straddling him. "I don't want to separate from you," she whispers, kisses my neck and moves, I know what she wants and I do it, I lift up a little and she places herself at my entrance so I can slide down her erect member. "Beautiful," I move slowly while her hands rest on my waist.

Our gazes connect, she approaches my mouth and kisses me, I close my eyes and she raises her hips, I moan in the middle of the kiss.

The night seems eternal until we are both exhausted and I fall asleep being hugged by Sergey, but when I woke up he was not by my side and I found a tray with breakfast, I ate everything and went to my room, I showered and then looked for my son who receives porridge from Mia. -What are you doing? -He questioned.

"I hope you don't mind, Dylan is old enough to eat porridge, it's apple," she murmurs, she's a doctor so I guess she's right, but I don't want to stop b****tfeeding my son. -Can I continue breastfeeding?

-Of course it is important that he drinks breast milk, but you already know that he is three months old, that means that you should separate him from that soon," she nods.

"It's okay," I walk until I'm next to him. "Let me continue with this," he nods with a smile. Mia doesn't leave and Sergey's conversation comes to my mind telling me that his wife was murdered. "Sergey has been through a lot since his wife died," he murmured. -It was very painful for him and traumatic to replace Cristal's lifeless body next to those pills-that last bit surprises me.

-Committed suicide? -I open my eyes, surprised.

-Didn't she tell you? -She asks worriedly.

"He confessed to me that he died with his son," he nods.

-She committed suicide without caring about being pregnant.