The Millionaire Saint
Chapter 31

Dayana Berlusconi

-I will never be able to have children, it's nothing out of this world, but everything happens for a reason-I tell her when I see her face broken down by all that.

-Is this due to something?-She questions.

-Everything happened after my father died. I had a total lack of hormonal control and my period no longer came as it should. I didn't worry at all until I no longer menstruated and I went to my gynecologist. She diagnosed me with early anovulation and that if I ever wanted to get pregnant it would have to be in vitro way because my uterus is fine," I report. -Naturally I will never have it and I will have to undergo hormonal treatments to produce fully mature eggs... -Then you can't give up not being a mother someday, -she interrupts me.

-It's something that is not in my plans, -less so after what happened in my old relationship.

I never thought that a baby was more important than the love that two people swear for each other, but this is a story from the past that although it was good, it had its horrible downfalls that almost destroyed me.

"I understand," is the last thing he says, breaking me out of my thoughts.

I sigh and continue with the translation of the documents.

(...)

The final touches of the project were the most stressful of all, Donovan and I would go to the job early and then return late at night. Shower, dinner and bed were what we did these days and I was just waiting for this to be over so we could go to the relaxing cabin that Mr. Bristol has rented to spend the New Year. The five months have been reduced to three, so we are already in December, twenty-five to be exact, and tomorrow is the little boss's birthday.

I'm thinking about what I should give him, since a man who has everything is difficult to replace the perfect gift to give him. I look at the store windows looking at the different designs of shirts that I know would look great on the little boss, with a tie that reminds me of the electric blue of his eyes.

Although it may seem otherwise, the decision was difficult, but I managed to take a white shirt and tie, I hope Mr. Bristol likes it and also, as I know, the management of the cabin will send a chocolate cake there. The security agents are aware that I sent that, I walk out of the store with the wrapped gift, Sweden is very cold and a heavy snow is coming although it has been snowing since November.

I get into the car after Jean opens the door. Donovan is in a last-minute meeting and does not require my presence, so I go straight to the cabin to prepare everything for his birthday, since he is expected to arrive. at twelve at night and Mr. Bristol surely expects to replace me asleep.

Donovan Bristol

I answer some messages from Alexandro while the car moves towards the cabin I rented until January. This tells me that at least I won't be in the middle of a snowfall alone and that I will have someone to keep me warm. I can't help but roll my eyes and for days I've also been trying to organize my ideas to talk about a very serious matter with the blonde..

The car enters the parking lot and I get out of it, I walk towards the entrance and I take off my heavy coat, leaving me with one of finer fabric, I sigh and look at the time "Happy birthday to me" I think looking at the clock that shows one in the morning. I tell the security that they can go rest, luckily the cabin is quite spacious and they can each have their own room.

I go up to the room being greeted by Dayana and I am surprised to see her awake, she smiles at me with a cake in her hands and smiled.

"Happy birthday Donovan," they sing the song and it makes me blow out the candles.

-You didn't have to do it.

Immediately her eyes roll back into her head.

-A birthday without cake and gifts is not a good idea-he hands me the cake to walk to the closet where he takes out a gift bag, makes me leave what I have in my hand on a nightstand and then I open the package.

-You know my tastes very well. Really, Dayana, thank you for this-it's the first time in years that someone cares about giving me a gift, since Alexandro knows that I hate celebrating this day.

"We will soon return to California," he reminds me, walking to the bed where he sits on the shore and I leave the gift on the couch to sit down.

"Dayana, I must talk to you about something very important," he nods calmly. I know I told you that this is just an agreement between us, but I'm the one who just broke her own words, I like Dayana, I couldn't help it, I'm sorry.

"I know and you have no reason to apologize," he murmurs, taking my hands.

-That?

-Imagine that it was something that would happen and try to get you to have relationships with other people so that it wouldn't happen. "When you told me about your s****l inexperience I knew you would end up liking being with me," she tells me calmly. "I don't know what to say...

""You shouldn't say anything," she raises her hand to my cheek. As much as I want to refuse to accept it. "I like you too," she trails off.

"There is a but," he sighs and nods.

-But your life is complicated and you have too many conflicts in your mind, I don't want you to think about this now and let's just wait for time to decide what's coming.

-I don't want time to decide. I want you to choose and for us to be able to face whatever comes together," she touched her cheek and closed her eyes. -Donovan, I'm very damaged and...

-And I'm broken too, but that won't stop me from letting go of whatever is blossoming between us. I'm not that kind of man who abandons everything and runs away when things are about to go wrong. I will always look for a solution to problems and I am not going to give up Dayana.

-Do not do it.

Being here in Stockholm for three months has made me realize that it is no longer time to live clinging to things from the past even if it is latent and I always have that person who reminds me of it every day. My life is a whirlwind, but being next to Dayana I feel like everything is taking order and that's why I can't leave her aside. Discovering that I am fascinated by her wasn't bad, but knowing that I told her out loud that we shouldn't get emotionally involved made me pull back to confess what she provokes. Dayana says that I got involved sexually with other women to prevent me from noticing her and seeing the beauty of others, but the reality is that if she had not been by my side in every encounter, I doubt that I would be able to get excited by seeing her nakedness. other. Everything warms up when she touches me or even kisses me, she lights me up like a bonfire in the middle of Christmas drowned in firewood to transfer heat to the frozen bodies of those who light it.

After the conversation we snuggled in front of the fireplace with glasses of dry wine and a slice of chocolate cake, Dayana placed herself between my legs with her back leaning against my chest. I like to know that she doesn't reject me and that she is willing to let things go her way, but it is clear that I will never give up so that our relationship never dies.

I sigh into his neck before leaving a kiss.

-Where was the idea of naked people and wine? I hear her ask and I can't help but laugh.

"You have a clear obsession with seeing me naked," she said arrogantly.

"Mr. Bristol, don't bother and take off your pants," we laugh and end up naked while I hug her body.

-When we return we must start organizing the wedding.

-I know, nothing about his plan will be ruined and for the good of your company you must continue to be its president-I am very surprised by that.

-Because?

-I just feel like nothing will be the same if you don't continue being the grumpy one.

-My father left that legacy for me and leaving it in the hands of others is not a feasible option, not after dedicating so many years to it and forgetting that I have a life to follow, I inform.

"You're absolutely right," she turns to look me in the eyes and caresses my cheek. -So now we make love or do we continue having conventional s*x? -Joke.

-It depends on the circumstances.

-As which?

-For example now, we replace ourselves in front of a fireplace, naked, with wine and it clearly seems worthy of a scene from a romance book. What do you think we are doing? -I question, but I don't receive any response, non-verbal, since his lips kiss me and I follow him.

I climb on top of her body and her legs soon catch me, she takes me to her s*x and we end up involved in an exciting night that is different from all the others because we are both clear that this is not s*x. Now Dayana and I make love like never before, mixing that feeling that has blossomed between us, moaning her name and having her say mine while she looks into her eyes is a unique sensation from this moment on.

I feel her tremble beneath my body as her ravishing o****m consumes her, dragging me to the very peak of her. Going up into a nebula of pleasure, feeling and losing ourselves in the middle of a sea of totally different and unique sensations.