The Millionaire Saint
Chapter 27

Dayana Berlusconi

I couldn't hold back my tears when I heard him tell me with so much pain in his eyes and his voice what he had to go through. It's horrible to see your sister die and the worst of all is all the time she lay next to her lifeless body, Donovan has been through a lot and

the suffering is noticeable in his blue eyes.

-When they took me to the hospital...

-Stop... I whisper, -it's enough and I don't want you to live that agony again.

-Now you still trust that there is a good man in me? -Question.

"It's not your fault and it will never be yours even though you carry her on your back..."

"You don't understand... I should have protected her and I told her to run," he says frustratedly to run a hand through her hair anxiously.

-A mistake that any human being makes, it is a protective instinct to want to put your life in danger so that she can escape but everything went wrong... -he denies.

-Even the psychiatrists who treated me said it was my fault-she looks at me sadly.

-But what kind of doctors do that? -I question angrily. "Donovan, you tried to do your best to protect Valeria and those sons of bitches only achieved her goal," she murmured, holding her hands. "They hurt you and made you corner like a wounded animal," she whispered, bringing my hand to her cheek. "She was so pure," she mumbles.

"Sh... wherever this Valeria wants you to be happy and you should be happy for her," I comment. "Living is what you should do and not with guilt that ended up killing you or leading you to do horrible things like taking those pills," I blurt out.

"I don't want to have this burden Dayana," she murmurs with pain in his voice.

And I'll help you up. I promise even if I could be harmed and quite hurt by someone who is so broken that he doesn't see beyond her pain and loss. -S*x is not everything.

"No, but I will make you trust yourself and make you a new man," I pause. You will become someone who will have the courage to face all the demons that persecute you and you will no longer feel that pain for something that is not your fault, Donovan, I want you to realize the damage you do to yourself by thinking about the past that has marked your life. soul.

"I need to shower," the conversation changes radically, I sigh and step aside so he can pass. "I thought you would come with me," she mutters.

I can't help but smile and end up accompanying him in the shower.

(...)

-How close friends did they become?

"It was just something professional," he says seriously.

It turns out that the only person who entered the building was Donovan's former secretary, Miss Thomson, and she is the suspect of planting those documents. He does not believe that she could have done such a thing since he has a lot of trust in her. -Are you sure she was the only one who entered? -She questions, looking at Jean, I can't believe she still doubts what her escorts say about her.

"It was to be expected, that woman hates me... everyone in your company does," he blurted out.

"I'll talk to her tomorrow," he murmurs and the escorts leave.

-What will happen to Emily?

"I'm not going to hire her and if it's something that puts one of us in danger," he looks at me. "Then I'll have her locked up to prevent harm," he finishes with a grimace on his pursed lips.

-I still don't understand his reasons for harming me or you. Did he ever show feelings for you? -I arch my eyebrows while her face is expressionless, I walk over and sit on her lap.

-Not that I remember.

"I'm sure you didn't realize," I run my finger along her sharp jaw covered by a small beard. "You are an elegant, charming, intelligent man with countless qualities that would captivate not only a woman but other men," he commented.

"I was always professional with her and never showed interest in anything other than her work," he murmurs.

And I know, you are very professional and you never look beyond your work, -my hand went to her hair and rubbed her skull with gentle movements, she closed her eyes enjoying that moment.

-Remember that you must say goodbye to your mother, we will travel to Sweden and that this trip lasts five months...

-But the wedding is in December, I remind her.

"We'll leave it for next year," she announces. -I don't want us to be so pressured.

"That means we'll spend New Year's in Sweden," she nods.

-You should pack a lot of warm clothes, Sweden is a very wooded country and although we will spend more time in Stockholm, I took care of renting a cabin to spend New Year's, -she murmurs. -So, alone in a cabin...

-Cooled up with a glass of wine from the best brand in Sweden...

-Having good s*x by the fireplace, I conclude, biting my lower lip while I see a small curve in his lips of a somewhat smile. naughty.

Donovan Bristol

After telling my story to Dayana and this being the second person to tell me that it's not my fault, I feel a little more relieved. Our bond of trust has grown more to the point that I have become more open when talking to her and I think I could say that we are good friends.

She understands me, she helps me and now we have more s****l encounters than before, we shower together and sleep in the same bed, Dayana is incredible and the pills to be able to fall asleep were forgotten, I have not been able to go to my appointment with my psychologist to inform you of this pleasant progress and now I have the problem with Miss Thomson whom I summoned to my office first thing in the morning.

"This is something I will do alone," I tell Dayana when she sees her enter my office.

"No way, I need an answer too," I frown.

"Don't use that language," I blurt. And I'll tell you when I'm done. For now, go to your office," I ask, I know this bothers you but I need to be alone with Emily.

Dayana leaves and shortly after Emily enters.

"Good morning, Mr. Bristol," I point to the chair in front of my desk for him to take a seat. When she is seated, I take out the pages from my drawer and throw them on the table. She looks at me confused.

-I know you went to my apartment and spoofed this information in my wardrobe. Why did you do it? -I intertwine my fingers on the desk waiting for a response.

-Sir, how can she believe in that woman's words? I swear I have no idea about this," she pretends to be offended.

-What has she done to you to make you say that about her? -I question.

-You're already seeing it. "She's turning him against me," she blurts out.

"Miss Berlusconi, my fiancée," I pause as I look at her surprised face. "She has nothing against her," she murmured. We both know that you are very efficient at your job and that is why I was going to give you a supervisor position, but seeing that you have tried to do something against us, the offer is canceled, -she announced.

-I haven't done anything, Donovan is making a mistake.

"Mr. Bristol," I correct. -You are the only one with enough confidence to enter my house and look what you have done. Why Emily? -She questioned.

"You don't see it," he says. He's going to marry her instead of me, I've always been in love and I try to be the best at everything, but he only congratulates me and I never see any other interest... -And he never will

I admire her work performance, she is one of the best workers the company has ever had, but look how it damages her future, I will not put this in her file so she can get a job, but I don't want to go back to see it here.

Her eyes glaze over and she nods, she stands up and looks at me one last time to leave, I hope this is over here and that Emily doesn't dare try anything else against us, Dayana enters the office and locks the door., walks up to me and sits on my leg, it doesn't bother me that he does this.

-All good?

"Yes, it was the same thing you said," I murmur.

"No woman is blind to her charms, Mr. Bristol," she says mockingly. And they haven't seen anything more than a body in a tailored suit," she comments mischievously.

-You always come out with your morbid words and double meanings-I can't help but laugh.

-At least I make the company grump laugh. I nod in agreement with her words, Dayana makes me smile even in my worst moments and her jokes with double meanings provoke inappropriate thoughts.

"It's time to work," she tells him and he gets up, but she holds on to the desk. -Are you OK? -I question.

"I haven't been able to fall asleep, I was worried that this would get worse," she whispers.

"Come," I stand up to take her to the couch, which is long enough for her to take a nap. Go to sleep and I'll wake you up at lunch time," she nods gratefully and she lies down.

I caress her blonde hair until she falls asleep, I sigh and walk to my desk to start my job, which is to review the designs of the parts for the plane that will be built in Sweden, I know that my company is imported but I have a small design apartment and that's because in the future I plan to expand to create my own private jet airlines and sports cars.

These projects will be a boost to the success of my father's company and with Dayana securing my position, since I do not intend for Gabriel's leech to keep everything and ruin the legacy of this family. Everything I do is for the memories of my two loved ones, my mother has lost her mind and she is not the same person.