The Millionaire Saint
Chapter 68

Donovan

Bristol

-He's our son-my heart races and I back away from her.

-Son? -nods.

"I don't have time," she looks worried. "The man who has me is called Sergey Ivanov, he is dangerous," she announces as she approaches me and places her lips on mine for a brief moment and then leaves the bathroom, leaving me alone. "A son, I have a little one," I whisper, it's something I can't believe, Dayana Berlusconi, that's the reason why no one wanted to tell me the truth about my past life.

I leave the bathroom at a fast pace until I go up to the VIP, I desperately look for Alexandro until I see him on the dance floor, I walk up to him and separate him from Asher. He looks worried and at the same time confused. -Something happens?

"I saw her," his brow furrows. -Dayana is here," Alexandro's face looks surprised.

-Where? She is fine?

-Let's go back.

(...)

"Dylan," he whispers and smiles.

-Did she not say anything else? -Asher asks.

I look at my father who has listened to everything in silence.

-The man who is holding her captive is Sergey Ivanov-my father is surprised to hear that name.

-That? He questions.

-Do you know who he is?

"He is a dangerous man, but his father Arkin Ivanov is a good friend of mine," he announces.

-Help me get Dayana and my son back, please.

-I will contact him to formalize a meeting, -I nod.

Even though I don't remember Dayana, I can't help but feel very worried about her and my son. I need to have them with me, I place my hand on my chest as I feel a strong oppression there, I sigh and stand up. "Let it be as soon as possible," I ask to get out of that place.

I need to take a breath and assimilate all this that is suddenly entering my life, Dylan, it is a beautiful name and I am sure my son must be that same way, but I wonder who he will look like? Dayana Berlusconi

When I returned I immediately looked for Dylan, I can't wait to tell him this news that even though he is only a little boy I always tell him about his father, I snuggle him in my arms while I caress his hair. "Dad is alive, it's a small miracle," I whisper as my tears begin to run down my cheeks. Soon we will be next to him, you'll see.

On the one hand, it makes me very sad to know that Donovan doesn't remember us, but I have a feeling that he looked for us because he knew my name and maybe he's remembering. The door to my room opens and I quickly wipe away my tears. -Something happens? -Sergey sits next to me while he looks at me with concern-Why are you crying? "He" he questions.

"I was just telling Dylan how exciting it was to go out, I guess they were tears of happiness," he announced.

"This little one should be asleep," he says, taking my son's hand, which captures his finger while he babbles.

"I'm sure he missed me," he nods.

"When he falls asleep, I'll wait for you in my room," he announces, standing up.

"I'm very tired," she looks at me for several seconds, I can't sleep with Sergey after knowing that my husband is still alive, I feel disgusted just remembering that he gave me to another man.

"I still want you to come," he says. "Although on second thought, I'll spend the night here, she," he murmurs. "I'll take a shower," she walks to the bathroom and locks herself in that place where after a while you begin to hear the sound of the shower.

I take advantage of that time to change clothes into something more comfortable and leave Dylan in the crib when he falls asleep, Sergey comes out wrapped in a towel and watches me.

»Are you going to sleep with that? -She points and I nod-. "It's not fair, I'll sleep naked and I hope you do the same," she approaches after dropping the towel, I step back and stop. "You're acting strange."

Sergey is not stupid, if I continue this way he will discover everything and Donovan's life may be in danger because of me, I sigh and approach him.

"Stop talking nonsense," I rest my head on his chest while his hands cling to my waist to keep me close to his body.

-So, don't make me repeat things more than once, I have no choice but to undress and then I get into bed, Sergey presses me against his body and I know that he wants to possess me because I can feel his hardness against my b**t. "I'm tired," I remind him when his hands caress me.

"You won't make much effort," he takes my leg to put it over his hip.

"Sergey, please," she begs, hoping she doesn't continue, she sighs and lets out a curse in Russian, moves and gets out of bed.

She heard his heavy footsteps and then the door being opened and closed, she sighed.

"I did it" I think in disbelief, I hope I can continue avoiding it.

(...)

After that night Sergey did not bother me again and much less have I seen him again. Mía told me that he arrives late from the club night and goes to his room, I am very glad that he does not approach me.

-Is something going on between you and Sergey? -His father's question takes me by surprise.

-That?

"My son hasn't been going out to the club for a few weeks, but now he goes frequently," he announces. "What did you do to him?" -She questions.

"I don't know what he's talking about," she makes a face and nods, I walk to the back of the house and sit on the chaise lounge.

One of the service girls comes up to me and places a tray with my breakfast on the table, I can't help but ask about Sergey.

"Mr. Ivanov is in his room, I guess he must be hungover," I nod and he leaves, it's better for him to be like this so he doesn't bother me, but the question here is "How long will Sergey continue to avoid me?" And how will I avoid it the day he comes to me for s*x?" Two questions that I hope will have a quick answer, I finish breakfast and with an idea in mind I go up to the room in search of feminine towels, but when I see the new package I am paralyzed.

I look for the calendar and count the days, my period should have arrived two days ago, it can't be possible "It must be a delay due to the injection" I think, I sigh with relief that this is the reason for everything, Sergey has never used a condom and I suppose it is because Mía informs him that I am planning to avoid pregnancy.

The door to my room opens and Sergey enters through it, his gaze freezes my blood and as strange as it may seem I have a feeling that he will not do anything good.

-Sergey, is something wrong? -I question.

-Since that day I was waiting for you to come voluntarily like that night when I possessed your body for the first time, -no wonder you never came here. "I don't understand why you haven't come to my Dayana, I'm trying to understand what happened, but I have no idea what the hell I did wrong," she reproaches.

-Sergey.

He raises his hand to shut me up.

"I don't want you to say a word," he points out with his tensed jaw. "You know perfectly well that I'm not a very patient man and that I always take what I want," he announces. I expected you to be submissive, to call me sir and to bend, but I see that you continue to behave differently," he has gone completely crazy. You're like Cristal, you want to break me and let me let you go, right? -Why do you say all that? -I question.

"I told you not to talk," he chides. "You are nothing and they bought you to do everything I ask," he reminds me. I thought for a moment that we were achieving something-he looks hurt.

-I don't love you and you know it-you can't delay the inevitable.

"But I do love you and I even agreed that you should stay with your son," he says resentfully.

-How can you love me if you barely know me? "That's not love," he denies with pain.

"I made love to you," he points out.

"You took me like a wild animal," his jaw tightens. "That's not love, Sergey," he laughs.

"Wild animal," he murmurs. "Do you really say that?" he asks, approaching me, but I step back.

-Please stay away.

"Now I'll show you that it's a wild animal," his hand goes up and he slaps me, he grabs my hair and I scream for him to let go, but he throws me onto the bed.

"Please," she begs, but I see only pure evil in her eyes.

"I'm a wild animal, I don't understand your pleas," he gets rid of his shirt and I try to back away, but he holds my leg tightly. Sergey rests on my body, applying pressure with his own to leave me motionless. "Sergey," I say his name, trying to make him see reason. I love you, don't hurt me, he stays still looking into my eyes.

"You'll prove it now," he announces. You will take off your clothes, I will make love to you and we will go back to being like before, -it shows that he has gone crazy-Do you understand what I'm saying?

"I understand," he murmured.

He separates himself from me and throws himself aside, with all my regret I get rid of my clothes.

"Take care of undressing me," she asks, I have no choice but to nod and I get rid of her pants and boxers, Sergey sits up and kisses me. He climbs into his lap and I struggle to kiss him back, he turns to leave me under his body. You don't do your best, show me how much you love me Dayana.

"I can't," I sob.

"I understand," I thought she would stop, but she just turned around and took my hands behind my back. I'll show you how an animal f***s, and then you'll decide how you want to be treated, with one hand holding mine and the other holding my hair tightly. His p***s rests brutally at my entrance and entrance, he attacks me forcefully, I cry in silence until he comes out and I feel him position himself at my rear entrance, I move so that he doesn't do that. "Please don't," I beg.

"Now we are animals, it doesn't matter which hole I put it in," he presses against my slit and makes his way, I moan in pain at the moment of being forcibly penetrated, Sergey doesn't care about my screams, since the more I cry, it's the burning more intense. Time seems to be eternal until he moans with pleasure when he cums in that place. How can someone feel pleasure in mistreating another in that way? He is a psychopath and has gone completely crazy.

>>That's the way to f**k like an animal, your body hurts, you feel powerless and you must surely have a lot of emotions, -he pauses to go down to my ear-. Among them helplessness, rage and one that gives me absolute pleasure, fear, since you know that I have the power in my hands to destroy you and turn you into human remains," she announces without any emotion.

-Why do you do it? -I question in a thin voice.

-Because I am your owner, it is my duty to make you understand it once and for all and even Dylan is my property, since he came from someone who belongs to me.

"Don't mention my son, you psychopath," he laughs.

-You are insolent and that will cost you many punishments, see you soon Dayana.