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His soul

"Like it or not, you'll still be my woman, Gina," Massimo said coldly, undeniably. "Everything is written in the agreement your grandfather and my grandfather made." "I'm not part of the Sanders family anymore, so I'm not obligated to fulfill that agreement." Gina answered loudly without any fear. Massimo laughed out loud. "So you rejected me?" "Of course!" “Fine, then I'll make the only person you love live in a miserable state. I will make him wish death was better than his current life,” Massimo threatened earnestly. Synopsis: Gina, who was born to a woman whose existence was not recognized by her father's family, was forced to find her father in Barcelona on the orders of her mother who died of cancer. Living with her mother and stepsisters did not make Gina's life any better, the stepmother who was after her father's property justified everything to make her beloved son Diego Alvarez the heir to the Sanders family. Meanwhile, Gina must be trapped in a crazy agreement made by her grandfather decades ago to become the heiress of the ruler of Barcelona Massimo del Cano who does not want marriage, Gina becomes a substitute for her step-sister for what her stepmother set her up for. The relationship that Massimo wanted was nothing more than a master and slave relationship, could Gina survive in that relationship? The terrible relationship of a man who turns out to be his first love.

nafadila · Urban
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618 Chs

Pregnant

After thirty minutes of reassuring Massimo that she was fine, Gina finally breathed a sigh of relief when Massimo decided to go to work. Being back in Barcelona means that the working hours are back to high and Gina is quite relieved about that because she can be free from Massimo for a while.

As soon as the car carrying Massimo and his men came out of the gate, Gina immediately ran to the bathroom. Her stomach rumbled again, just like this morning. Gina again vomited all the contents of her stomach, all the food that she previously ate came back out and made Gina weak. Her face was pale again, the make-up that she had previously used to disguise her face was washed away by sweat mixed with water.

"I think I have to go to the doctor, there's something wrong with me," Gina said hoarsely speaking to herself in front of the mirror that reflected her pale face, touching her stomach which had vomited all its contents since morning.