The Millionaire Saint
Chapter 73

Donovan Bristol

"I will never stop loving you, Dayana," I whisper and caress her cheek with my knuckles feeling how cold her skin is. "Let me help you fight your demons, just like you did with me," I ask. "I can't," she murmurs.

"Together we will get out of this," I pull her to me, she sobs while she trembles in my arms, we get up from the floor. She grabbed a towel to cover her and we walked to her bed.

"Stay by my side, please," I nod and lie down behind her, I don't want to make her uncomfortable so I try to make as little contact as possible with her body and thus avoid a bad reaction on her part even though I'm dying to touch her and eliminate everything. trace of that psychopath on his skin.

-Does my presence not bother you? -She turns and rests her head on my chest while her right hand rests on my face.

"I'm ashamed," she whispers.

-Why do you say that?

"I'm not a saint," she closes her eyes.

-Talk about it when you're ready.

"Now I have the strength to say it," she whispers. -I slept with Sergey by choice, -she confesses to me -Do you still love me however you want? -She asks, I don't know what she's getting at with all this, but I still love her even though she slept with him because of her own decisions.

-I still love you with the same strength, I would never change my mind, but my question is, did you know he was alive when you did it? -I question.

-No, the air I was holding without realizing it leaves my lungs.

"Why do you worry so much about that?" I love you and I want to continue my life by your side, just as we planned," she sighs and even knowing that she is pregnant with Sergey that idea will not change. "I'm sorry," I deny.

"You don't have to, I've been pressuring you with all this, it's my fault for everything that's happened to you... I...” “

Sh... you're not responsible for any of this," he opens his eyes and raises his head to look me in the eyes. "Destiny has hurt us, but we are here," I caress her cheek.

-We'll get out of this together, okay? -She nods.

That night I stayed by her side and woke up early to go get Dylan, I brought him to the room and placed him next to her, I hope she doesn't mind having him here, but it's all for the little one who must miss her a lot. I asked for breakfast to be brought and then took a quick shower. I dressed in something simple, since this day I don't intend to get away from my wife.

When Dayana is awake in the room with Dylan in her arms, it is the most beautiful image of her that my eyes appreciate, I walk up to them and sit on the edge of the bed, she is crying and smiling at the same time.

-I hope you don't feel bad for bringing him with you, but...

"Don't worry, I already missed him too much," he whispers. "His smell, his smiles and tears because I thought I would miss this moment in which his first tooth came out in his mouth and even, you are with us, it's a dream," she mutters.

"You're as awake as a businessman who drinks coffee to stay up all night," I announce. She looks calm and looks like Dayana from before, it makes me happy to see her so animated.

-Is everything really going to be like before?

-I can't say it that way, but I can say that I will make you just as happy or even happier than before, it is without a doubt a promise.

-Dylan is your copy, I feel betrayed, but he was also my support and my reason to keep going after all-I nod.

"So he's a hero and I take care of you for me, but now it's my turn to take care of you both," I announce.

Spending an afternoon with them was unique, Asher and Dayana left crying when they saw each other again, she finally seems happy, but I don't know how to break the news to her that she is expecting a child from her rapist, I hope tonight I can tell her and also tell him that I don't care if he wants to have it because it's his too and I will love him as much as Dylan.

Dayana Berlusconi

Just seeing her face makes me change and makes me understand that I cannot leave her side, I know that my hands are stained with blood, but how can I leave and leave my son? What kind of mother would I be to do such a thing? I'm not able to do it. I can't leave Donovan, he is everything to me and together we will fight against the demons that haunt me, I hope I don't regret staying, there is no turning back for me.

-What are you thinking about? -I raise my gaze to him, I feel naked before his eyes, it's as if he can see even the darkest part of my soul, I don't understand why I feel like a total stranger in front of a man who knows every centimeter of my body and body. which I know every mole of his.

"In everything," he sighed.

"Asher and Alexandro, they haven't stopped looking for us and they keep our mothers' hope. I hope that when you feel better they can come see us," he murmurs.

-And your father?

-He will still be absent, he plans to go somewhere else, but the best thing will be for us to leave and leave everything in the past to start again, -he informs. In that beginning that I call rebirth, we will only be a family that lives in a cabin miles from the town, we will educate our children...

-Our children? -He questioned, Donovan doesn't know how to hide things and I know that he has been keeping secrets.

I watch him sigh, as he walks to the edge of the bed to sit down and take my hands.

-Dayana, I hope you don't feel worse with this news, but you are pregnant, -her eyes examine me in search of any bad expression-I want you to know that nothing changes between us and that I want you to allow me to be the father, I am surprised by those such decisive words.

"I... he knew it," I lower my gaze, that was another reason why I wanted to push him away. -That?

-Mina, I thought she was a trustworthy woman, but every person does anything to save their life, Sergey asked her not to put any contraceptive method on me, she confessed it to me when she was worried because my period wasn't coming, -I whisper. -You don't have to take care of a baby that isn't yours...

"But he is yours and everything you have and what I have is ours, he is not my biological son and I will still love him as such," he announces with a small smile.

-Donovan...

-Sh... he's our son, okay? -I nod as my eyes crystallize and I can't help but hug him.

-You are a great man, I love you so much-his arms wrap around me and I feel lucky to have him in my life.

"Nothing can stop us from being happy," she murmurs.

"Thank you for giving me so much," he separates from me a little and with some hesitation joins our lips in a tender kiss full of love, I follow him and climb into his lap, I sigh in the middle of everything.

-Can I make you mine, Dayana? -Your question of hers takes me by surprise.

"You are my husband," he reminds him, I push his shoulders and take off the shirt that covers my breasts, he runs his gaze over my body and insecurely covers my breasts, I bend down to kiss him and make a path of kisses to his heart.

I am a lucky woman to have this wonderful man by her side, Donovan Bristol is unique, unmatched among all, I love him with all my heart and despite all the adversities here we are, complementing each other and uniting our bodies like our first time.

I gently received his manhood while his hot body covers mine, the heat increases between us, moaning his name was never as wonderful as now and seeing his face from a millimeter away is an ephemeral image due to the haze of pleasure that drags me to o****m. "I love you, Dayana," I hug his body while I feel him hard inside me, he gasps and kisses my cheek sweetly, Donovan gives his last thrusts to deposit his hot semen inside me.

No one wants to get away from the other, he withdraws from my interior and makes me lie my back on his chest, remaining like a spoon, he caresses my legs and then he takes that hand to my belly where the fruit of the past grows that will now be the fruit of the present, I It makes me happy to know that I am not alone and that Donovan welcomes us and proclaims himself as a father, but they say that dad is not the one who fathers, but rather the one who earns that title by being by his side, giving him everything and guiding him on the right path.

Although it seems that our story ends, the ideal would be to say that everything is just beginning and that that holy man that I once knew is everything and more, that millionaire who only had his company as a priority, is a being capable of loving and showing that no All happiness in this life is based on the billions that you can accumulate during your existence.

It's no use having fortune if you don't have someone to talk to about your exploits without making them envious of your achievements.

The millionaire saint.