The Millionaire Saint – Chapter 55
Dayana Berlusconi
I point out to the girl in charge of the interior decoration of the house the tapestry that I would like for the room, it will no longer be like the one in the apartment that has a completely bachelor façade, but I would still like to preserve the modern appearance that covers the bedroom.
“It’s a very good option, Mrs. Bristol,” he announces with a smile. It’s a skin color that will be combined with white paint. Donovan left everything in my hands and I hope you like it. It won’t be long before we move into the house and Some of our things are already there.
fabric that covers them, —she informs me.
e little one.
, I smiled as I imagined the little one wearing that and I took it next to the rabbit one, it’s beautiful, I walk to the shoes and die of tenderness when
eave the center and I know that the taxi stop is several blocks away so it wouldn’t hurt to walk there.
that endanger you and your baby. Being pregnant is not synonymous with being disheveled, without exercising, much less abandoning yourself. I know this can be lazy, but we cannot allo
nd another descent, my heart races when I see two guys suddenly leaving on a small detour, but I try to stay calm until one pulls out a gun.
, protecting it from anything.
ything and leave me,” I ask.
Berlusconi from Bristol, —my heart beats faster and I feel
gged, backing away.
my hands, turn and look at the other guy taller than the rest.
them,” I murmur.
or you,” I deny and before I can scream for help, they catch me and cover my nose and mouth with a handkerchief that smells horrible. , my legs fail me and then everything goes dark.
(…)
lt. How could I be so reckless and go out without Jean? I sob and then I hear the door open.
n’t understand anything and they don’t even cover their faces.
he one who seems to be their boss.
Why a
aves.
t drama,” he laughs.
nted this to happen, I know it was wrong to go out that way, but I needed my space, everything overwhelms me and I guess pregnancy upsets me more.
y. Preventing someone from touching me at all costs is the most important thing, I can’t allow that, everything Donovan told me and the rape of his sister com
I have no words to describe this moment and the hours pass slowly, I feel very afraid, my stomach protests for food, but I know that nothing will enter my throat, since I
ing good.
t when he approaches me with the intention of touching me I slap him.
me! -Shout.
h,” he lunges at me and his fist goes against my cheek, I sob from the pain and cover my belly to prevent harm to my baby. His hand crashes into my face again, splitting my
f my pants, but from one moment to the next the weight of his body leaves mine.
ou doing?! —The one who seems to be the leader shouts at him, he climbs on top of him and his fist crashes into his face, again and again, I don’t care if he kills him right here so I look elsewhere— Bastard! —It’s the last thing he says to him, he approaches me and I corner myself further against th
question on the verge of crying.
our mind so you can publish it in those magazines. “It’s gossip that rich people like you come out with,” he points out.
ask.
he’ll die,” his expression changes radically, he stands up and drags the man’s body by one foot, I really don’t know if he’s dead, but rubbish like that should be.