The Millionaire Saint
Chapter 69

Donovan Bristol

Henry managed to arrange a meeting with the father of the guy who has Dayana, I can't help but feel very anxious and I hope that an agreement is reached so that she can be with me again. -How do you think Dayana has been all this time? -Alexandro questions that she is next to me while we have a beer.

-Henry says that Sergey is a dangerous man, I don't want to think about everything Dayana could have suffered next to that guy, -although I don't have all my memories, thinking about her is the only thing I've done since I saw her outside the club. -This seems like a movie in very bad taste, kidnapped, see when the love of her life is shot leaving him for dead, fall into the hands of a gangster and then meet again the man she loves and realize that he does not remember her, - summarizes the tragedies as if it were a book.

-Destiny is a bitch. Why does it hurt so much people who just want to love each other? -I ask to bring the bottle of my beer to my mouth and take a deep drink.

"You know," she pauses and I look at him. "You changed a lot," she murmurs.

-In what sense?

-The Donovan I knew would be pulling his hair while his head would be clouded with bad ideas and remorse, I'm not saying that you should have them and it makes me happy to know that you are stronger now, but it also worries me and it's very scary to know what you're up to. "You have converted," I sigh and direct my gaze somewhere other than his face.

"Change," I clarify. "I suppose it was the best and especially when life insists on leaving you three meters under the ground, I'm not going to die without fighting and without going through the head of anyone who wants to send me to a tombstone for all eternity," I say everything without expression. some and I can even say that Alexandro is afraid of this new version, but it is what it is.

"I'm not proud of it, but I'm not going to object to it either," he pauses to look at me and seems unsure of what he's going to say.

-Say it.

-If you want to live, do it, but I advise you to think carefully, if you want to bring your son and wife into this world of cruelty in which you have immersed yourself, think carefully and make a decision in which no one puts their life at risk, -I'm not going. to deny that Alexandro is completely right and I suppose that Dayana will not want to be involved in the world of the mafia.

"Thank you for your advice," he whispered.

What I am sure of is that if things don't go as expected, then we will have war and Sergey Ivanov will have to die, I will not let him keep the most precious thing in my life.

(...)

Waiting for my father was a total ordeal, I couldn't sleep all night, since Arkin Ivanov lives far away and that's why Henry can't return the same day, I walk to the balcony and sit down to watch the cloudy sky, I guess it will rain.

I inhale and exhale as I immerse myself in my mind, I sigh and my temple throbs because of the fragmented memories that are arriving, I will not remember everything out of nowhere, but at least I am remembering some things and among them my wedding. The happiness that flooded me that day when I saw her dressed in white was the best of all. Knowing that she would become my wife and that the fruit of our love would grow in her womb filled me with great joy. It makes me laugh to remember the first time I joined her, that moment was unique and from then on I knew there was no turning back. back on what I was doing.

Dayana got into my head little by little until I couldn't get her out because I had her stuck in my heart. Her smell and her skin were my eternal condemnation, I can't help but remember our nights of passion and knowing that no one has reached her level is comforting. She is everything, I remember the days she talked to my little boy, I can't believe she's a boy, Dylan, I will protect you just like I always said.

I bring my hand to my head and rub my temple with my fingers, I sigh trying to lessen the pain that remembering causes me, but at least I can say with sincerity that Dayana Berlusconi is the woman I love and for whom I would give my life in all its fullness., it makes me happy to finally be able to know who she is to me and that soon I will have her by my side.

Sergey Ivanov

"What a surprise to see you here," I greet him with a handshake.

-Sergey, you are a real man," Henry announces, he is a great friend of my father and we always meet at important family events.

"Thank you," I invite him to take a seat while we wait for Arkin, who doesn't take long to arrive.

-What brings you here Henry? -my father questions after serving him a glass of alcohol.

-Do you happen to have a young woman named Dayana here? -I raise my eyebrows and my father looks at me and then looks at his friend.

-Is something wrong with her? -Henry sighs, I suppose that with that question from my father he realizes that we do have a woman with that name at home.

"Dayana is my daughter-in-law," I open my eyes surprised.

-That? -I question.

"She is my son's wife and the baby is my grandson," he announces. Arkin is shocked by this news, which seems unpleasant to me, since I know where this conversation is going to go, I refuse to return it. -But how is this possible? -Henry tells us what happened, it seems that his son Donovan lost her memory trying to rescue Dayana.

"This is all shocking, Henry," my father announces.

-How did you realize it's here?

-By coincidence of life, they met at your club and since that day my son has begun to remember his past, Donovan is worried about his little boy and his wife-I can't help but clench my jaw.

The mafia has its rules and I know that if he refused to give it back it will be like an insult to Henry and this would lead to a war, but Arkin I know that he will never let me get away with it.

"Fate has played with these boys," Arkin mutters as he shakes his head.

"I would like to meet her and my grandson," he asks.

"Sure, I'll ask him to join us for dinner," he murmurs, they leave me in the background and that bothers me a lot.

"I'll get some air," I stand up and leave without waiting for any response.

Dayana Berlusconi

I finish dressing my little one and then leave the room, I don't understand why Sergey's father asks me to have dinner with him. He never invites me, I sigh and am the first to arrive at the dining room, I sit down and caress Dylan waiting for the other people to arrive.

"I

guess you're Dayana," I startle, I raise my gaze to the man, his face seems familiar to me, but I don't remember where I know him from.

-We know each other? -She questioned embarrassed.

"I'm Henry," she extends her hand and takes it. "Henry Bristol," I open my eyes wide, surprised by that.

-That? She questioned.

"I'm Donovan's father," he comments, sitting next to me. And that's Dylan, my grandson," she murmurs. -He is identical to Donovan when he was little, there is no doubt that he is a Bristol, can I carry him? -I'm stunned, but he gives me confidence and I hand him my little one.

-But you...

-It's a long story, Donovan will tell you later, -that surprises me even more.

-He's fine?

"Ever since he saw you at the club he's started to remember some things," she murmurs with a smile, as Dylan takes his finger. "It was a surprise to everyone that you were alive," she comments.

"It's a long story, too," he whispered.

"Don't worry, soon we will have time to tell each other those stories," I observe.

-Is he really going to get me out of here?

-I hope so, Arkin has been my friend for a long time, she comments. There is a rule in which no gangster can hurt the other's family, she explains. -Being married to Donovan and having a child together, that law between us He protects them or else there would be war," he speaks as if this were the most normal thing in the world.

Even though everything seems to be going well, I don't think Sergey will let me go that easily.