The Millionaire Saint
Epilogue

Three years later...

Dayana Berlusconi

Time is something that passes so quickly and it is impossible to pause in it, Dylan is going to his first day of school when he is three years old, it has been difficult for me to leave him, but for his age he is very intelligent and is good to guide him to success from an early age. On the other hand is my little Elizabeth, she is a replica of me and there is no girl more naughty than her, Donovan is crazy with both of them and they love her father.

The best decision we have made in this time was to live in Stockholm, we live far from everyone in a cabin with good amenities for a family that is just starting out, Donovan has invested in a new aviation company which has become popular and with his return to The company was a total scandal, a story that was credible enough had to be invented to avoid press conspiracies.

I sigh as I feel him stir behind me, he whispers something in German and hugs me.

-Guten Morgen, meine Liebe, (Good morning, love) -listening to him speak German is quite sexy and even more so when he just wakes up with his hoarse voice. Although British English is spoken in this country, some people have German as a second language and Donovan puts his fluency into practice to communicate in other languages.

"I'm sleepy," I whisper, as his hands caress my thighs while his naked body clearly shows his morning need. It's common for him to wake up early. Dylan and Elizabeth are prone to entering the room to say good morning, avoiding their father. fulfill your mission of making love to me before going to work.

"You already know that in several hours, whirlwind one and two will enter," he complains.

-They are your children and they come to say good morning to you, I remind him with a smile.

-I love it when you say good morning, but it interrupts my mission to make you a number three whirlwind.

"I told you we're fine with two," he sighs.

"One more and that's it, please... love..." is his morning complaint.

"Your offer is denied, Mr. Bristol," I know it will come with him taking care of him and getting up any time the baby cries. Elizabeth was calm, however she had her days when she didn't let anyone sleep at home. Let's wait a couple more years, -that's the hope I give her, she sighs. "Good," she squeezes me in her arms, kisses my neck and we remain silent for a long time.

I remember when Donovan recovered his memory completely, since he mostly had fragments and with them severe headaches, that day he recovered it, Dylan had just expressed his first words "Dad" the joy did not fit into this, he cried with happiness and Then he lost consciousness for several hours during which I was quite scared.

The doctors mentioned that his emotion was quite strong and that it was like a bombardment to his box of memories that opened, just like an ark in the middle of the lagoon that was his mind, it made us happy to have him one hundred percent.

Not everything was good, since with the power of Henry's mafia he was determined to replace those responsible for all his misfortune and I was about to throw everything overboard and walk away from a man I was not recognizing, but his father I advise you to leave everything in their hands and not get yours dirty.

In the end, Donovan decided to leave everything behind and move to Stockholm where months later he received the news that the culprits were lying underground, Henry did not have to leave his hands, since they were murdered in a confrontation with the Istanbul police. during a kidnapping. As much as I wanted to feel bad about the death of a human being, I couldn't do it, I was happy that those scum were on another earthly plane and that they will never hurt other good people again.

>>Wouldn't you like to return to the United States? -He questions from one moment to the next, I turn in his arms so I can see his face.

-You want to go back?

"Only if you want, I feel comfortable in Stockholm, but I want you to be happy and for the children to be happy too," he says sincerely.

-I am happy being with you, I don't need anything else-our mothers come from time to time to be with us and that is enough.

"That's good to know," I walk over and kiss his lips. "You owe me many kisses," she remembers, kissing me again.

-You, Mr. Bristol, are just looking for a way to make love to me. Do you forget that his children will come to say good morning to you? "He," he sighs and kisses me, I can't help but laugh, Donovan just places himself on my body in the middle of my legs.

"I'll be brief then," I gasp as I feel it invade me little by little. "I will never get tired of telling you that you are f*****g addictive, I wouldn't hesitate to marry you a thousand more times," he moans.

"You are a flattering man, but I'm already married," she reminds him.

"Your husband is a lucky man," I wrap my legs around his hips as I smile at him.

-It is...

-Dad! -Dylan shouts from the other side of the door, I laugh when I see the look on Donovan's face.

"Not now," he protests in a whisper.

"You know he wouldn't leave," I remind him, Donovan pouts.

"God, no, no," he whines, biting his bottom lip to pull himself off of me and throw himself to the side.

"Cover yourself," he took my robe and it covered himself with the quilts while he covered his eyes. With a smile I went to the door and there were my two treasures. "Hello, whirlwinds," I

greet.

"Mom," although they are already heavy, I carry them and go inside with them until they are put to bed. "Is he asleep?" -Dylan questions.

"I'm awake, whirlwind number one," the children smile and throw themselves at their father, as he had said, they are crazy about Donovan and although they have their days when they only want to be with me, but mostly they are attached to their dad.

(...)

Donovan went to the company and I stayed at home, showered the children and had breakfast, and then I had to send Dylan to school with the driver and Elizabeth and I were left alone at

home.

I couldn't help but take her away from Mr. Ivanov, her grandfather, I felt terrible keeping him absent from my daughter's life and Donovan convinced me that the ideal would be to tell her, we did and she was happy to meet her, she thanked me for not interrupting the pregnancy and bringing his granddaughter to the world.

Mia confessed to me that she had never seen him so happy since his son had died, that made me miserable, however Mr. Ivanov did not deserve a descendant like that in his life, I am not happy to be the reason for his sadness and I know that for a Father, the death of a child is

painful.

Sometimes I think about how things would have been if Sergey wasn't dead. Would he change his ways for Elizabeth? It is a question that will not have an answer, however at the end of the day, I suppose it has only one twist and that is that she would never have been born, she would not endure so much suffering and I know that the war between Henry and Ivanov would not have been avoided, Donovan could be dead and a sea of blood would form because of me. Destiny was planned that way and no one can go against it, Sergey Ivanov would die in the hands of a woman and unfortunately I was the one chosen to carry out that mission, Donovan and I have made the decision to tell Elizabeth everything when she has her coming of age as long as she wants to know, since otherwise everything will remain absent in her life.

My phone rings and he picks it up with a smile.

"Hello, mom," he greeted when he saw her face on the screen.

-Dear, how are you?

"Well, look who's with me," I show Elizabeth and we talk for a couple of hours agreeing when

her next visit will be.

The ladies' association is the name given to the friendship between Donovan's mother, Asher, Alexandro and mine. They have become good friends. It surprises me because each one has a

different personality and the only thing in common is us.

Speaking of Asher and Alexandro, they had their first pair of twins months ago, they opted for

surrogacy and they are a replica of the grumpy Alex, I suppose this was the one who acted as the rabbit, but at the end of the day their happiness is Everyone, I'm glad you have your children and I hope to meet you this Christmas.

Donovan Bristol

After a conference I signed some documents and received an unexpected visitor, Nikita Volkov,

I was very surprised to see her in my office.

-What brings you here? -He questioned.

"You're my friend, I guess you don't mind me visiting you," he announces, crossing his long

legs.

"You know well that our friendship was never conventional," I remind him, since every visit was

for s*x and no conversation.

-Are you afraid of being unfaithful? -She questions mockingly.

-That's something impossible, I love Dayana.

"Anyway, I didn't come to bother you with that, don't worry, I have plenty of lovers," he shakes

her hair.

-So? -He rolls his eyes.

"I really want to disappear, my father has fed up with me," she sighs. "I have to act like a whore

and sleep with all the men he wants to make a deal with, I don't want to continue with a life

like that," she grimaces.

-How can I help you?

-Give me ideas.

"You can go to the United States, change your name and that's it," she replied.

"I don't know anything in that country, I've never left Russia," she reproaches.

"I can help you with that, offer you a job in my company and have a quiet life," she smiles. "You're very good," he murmurs.

-We are friends after all, -Nikita appreciates my help and I just hope this doesn't cause me

problems.

The day passed calmly, I left the company earlier to pick up Dylan from school, surprisingly he was asleep when they handed him over to me, I smiled to put him in the jeep and continued my journey to the cabin I bought when we decided to move to Sweden, I like this place and I remember the reasons why I chose it.

In Sweden I realized how in love I am with Dayana and where I decided to fight for her to stay by my side, the contract that tied us and which I do not regret no longer mattered, that was the

one that made it possible for me to be with her and that It gave me the opportunity to be more

risky. I park in front of the house and get out of the car to go to the back seat where he took Dylan, I walk to the front door and enter, it seems strange to me that whirlwind number two has not greeted me with excitement as always.

"Dayana," I call, strange, I walk to Dylan's room and leave him in his bed, I turn on the woki toki

to keep him monitored, I head towards my room where my wife is asleep with Elizabeth, I sigh

calmly, I can't avoid feeling uneasy when I don't see them for hours, I know that we are safe and that there is no conflict with anyone.

I caress my daughter's cheek, it doesn't matter if I am not her biological father, but I love her

as if she were my own blood, Elizabeth is my only child and she is the princess while her mother is the queen of the house.

"I have to take you to your small room, your mother owes me something and I need to claim

it," I pick up Elizabeth and leave her in her room doing the same thing as Dylan, since it is important to monitor him.

He took a shower and climbed into bed, kissing my wife's face until she woke up.

-What are you doing? -She asks sleepily.

-Since this morning my mind has been navigating my moment of interruption, -I have not

stopped thinking about how annoying it was not to be able to finish.

"I'm sleepy," she protests.

"But, love," I kiss her lips and take care of getting rid of her clothes until she is naked.

"Donovan, you're like a tantrum," she complains.

"It's good to know that my wife pampers me," I slide my index finger along her s*x confirming

her wetness. "You complain that you don't want to be with me, but this confirms how anxious you are," he bites her lower lip.

"I can't help it, you've already seen yourself," she points out, I look down at my p***s and my erection hurts.

"That's what you get for not finishing," she rolls her eyes.

-That? God, I'm not talking about your p***s," she laughs. "You've turned into a daddy," she reproaches, I can't help but raise my eyebrows. "That beard," she touches it. "Even the hair on your chest is unbearably sexy, you turn me on just looking at you," she complains.

"And here I thought you didn't like me," he smiled.

"I hate hairy men, but without a doubt you are my man and it turns me on just looking at you,"

she kisses me fiercely, I moan when I feel her hold my p***s, but I want to lick her s*x and taste her moisture.

“F**k, you warm me up with your words, woman," he laughs, I kiss his cheeks and go down to

the center of his legs, I look at his s*x and it's heaven, I separate his folds leaving his swollen button before my eyes, I lick from the entrance to Well, I put pressure on her and hear her

squeal with pleasure, I know that it's great for her to feel my beard rubbing against her while I devour her.

I moan when her hands cling to my hair, I want to melt into her, but being here in the center of everything is more satisfying to me. Dayana soon cums in my mouth while I penetrate her with

two fingers. I prolong her o****m and then go up to her mouth and kiss her, making her taste

the taste of her.

"You're wonderful," she compliments, I'm pleased to know it and I'll show it to her.

I turn her body and she automatically raises her butt, I spank her and soak her with her fluid

before penetrating her, filling her completely, she moans loudly and I thrust into her again and again, I bite my cheek on the inside and I listen to her squeals while I'll take it.

"That, love, moan for me," I gasp and stop to lift his torso, I press his back to my chest, kiss his

neck and move slowly, enjoying the humidity. Our bodies sweat and heat up, Dayana makes me kiss her and our tongues join in an erotic dance.

"I love you," she moans, gasps and moans, she makes me happy and I have everything with her.

"I love you more," she smiles, makes me let go of her and leave her inside, I lie down and she

climbs on top of me, she kisses my lips and it turns me on to see her slide to my p***s, she takes it and without caring about the moisture that runs through it, she lick. "Exquisite," I won't hold back much and that seems to motivate her to devour me, Dayana

covers my entire length with her mouth, I moan and close my eyes. "Please stop," I don't want to end up outside of her, but my wife is insistent and makes me

cum, licks all my cum and then kisses my body until she reaches my mouth. "You're cruel," I

whisper.

"I have the right to taste my husband," he bites her lower lips, we remain embraced until I recover again, I turn and leave her under my body.

"This time he won't get his way," he said. He grabbed my p***s and rammed her.

"Wait," he asks, I stop. "Open that drawer," she points out, I stretch my arm to it and rummage

through it until I replace an envelope.

-What is it?

"Open it," I look at her with a frown, but I lean on one arm so I can open it and clear up my

doubts once and for all.

I read the content and it is something from a laboratory test, I don't understand much, but in

the end it says positive and I look at it.

"Are you..." she nods without letting me finish.

-We will have another baby. -God! -I exclaim, kiss her face and hug her.

There is no room for happiness in my chest, it is without a doubt the best news of all and my

tears express what I feel at this moment.

-Are you happy? -She questions, wipe my cheeks.

"Enormously," I mutter as best I can, since I have a huge lump in my throat that doesn't let me

speak.

"A third whirlwind, I hope you fulfill her offer," she announces.

-Then it is a deal that is completed successfully.

"Best deal ever," she whispers.

"Thank you for making me the happiest man of all," I say sincerely.

"You're welcome, but now finish what you started," I put the envelope aside and this time, I

didn't take her roughly, I make love to her and express to her in every sigh, moan and gasp

how much I love her.

It's my best day and I know that this story is just beginning.

There is no beginning without an end and an end without a beginning, the saint millionaire.