The Millionaire Saint – Chapter 3
Donovan Bristol
—Can you stop touching my books? —I anxiously drum my fingers on my desk while Alexandro touches my things, leaving them in disarray. I don’t know when I will accept this guy coming to my apartment.
“Relax,” I roll my eyes and stand up to take the book from him which I put back in its place. “I get bored when I’m here,” he throws himself onto the couch and puts his feet up on the glass table.
twitch reaches my left
composure.
nd to a bar, take him out to enjoy a wonderf
.
to go out with me one day. Since what happened with…” “Please
k at him hurt as he walks by. A hand through his hair, he sighs and stand
ut remember that I’m here
then walk him to the door and say goodbye.
en washing the dishes. I go up to my room to enter my bathroom so I can take a quick shower and go to bed, but not before taking a pill to fall asleep for several hours.
(…)
evice. Without reading the caller ID I answer:
—Who?
or you—that makes me alert.
hat’s going on?
secretary, Miss Thomson, suffered an accident and is in a
ink.
ly already know?
.
im.
me,” I say goodbye and hang up, sighing looking at the ceiling since now I will have to find a replacement for Emily. I look at the screen of my phone
and fill her cheekbones with Botox. When I finish, I wash the container to go to the balcony where I take out a mat so I can do a little yoga before taking a shower.
ided to learn to keep myself calm, and al
ty of suits that I own from different important designers, I decide on an electric blue one and a tie of the same color while I choose a white shirt, I look at the Rolex brand watches that I own and try to decide which one matches my outfit.
design on the inside, a gift from my mother who has a good taste for expensive things and I think that was her genetic inheritance towards me. I look at my two favorite perfumes: CH Men Privé by Carolina Herrera and Acqua di Giò by Armani.
and it is time to start a new work day that includes first-hand: looking for a secretary.
(…)
loor, although looking at her better, her face seems familiar to me.
.
chini’s secretary, —oh no wonder you
tend to be very direct and not very sarcastic—What does Alexandro want?
murmurs and I nod. —I have a list of possible candidates to choose her new executive secretary—no wonder Alex hasn’t gotten rid of her, she’s very efficient.
eduled? —I enter my office being followed by her, I walk to my chair and open my computer.
e candidates, I made sure that they are efficient and with a profile of what I assume from her former secre
many are t
mind,” I raise my eyebrows in surprise.
o hun
she says that.
He types on her iPad and points to my computer where t