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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 · Urbain
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First trap

On the way home Gina didn't smile at all, her meeting with Alexandre and his mother after years of not seeing each other was really painful. Mrs Victoria Jenkins had changed a lot, unlike the Mrs Victoria Gina had remembered five years ago. What people say is true, money can change anyone.

While trying to neutralize her heart that was hurt by Alexandre's mother's words, Gina's cell phone suddenly vibrated, a message entered her cellphone.

"Marco," Gina muttered under her breath when she saw the text message Marco had just sent her.

Drrtt

Gina immediately pressed the green button on her cell phone when Marco's name reappeared because he was calling her.

"Hello..."

"Where are you?"

Gina smiled. "On the way home, why?"

"Don't go home yet." Marco's voice was harsh and cold on the other end of the line.

"Why?"