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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.

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Giovana's request

Massimo smiled, he slowly walked closer to Gina. When he arrived in front of Gina, Massimo slowly grabbed Gina's face, caressed it gently and stopped on Gina's wet lips. "I want you to use your mouth."

"I do not want."

"What?"

"My stomach is uncomfortable, Massimo," Gina said quietly, refusing Massimo's request carefully.

Massimo narrowed his eyes, the memory of the incident at the restaurant this afternoon when Gina suddenly vomited as he forced her to eat more instantly made Massimo curse himself.

"Then take off all your clothes!"

"Massimo..."

"I don't like the smell of Lucas that's left on you right now, because he was holding his daughter," said Massimo curtly.

"Eh?"

Massimo immediately folded his arms across his chest. "Hurry up and wash yourself up before I change my mind and..."