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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 Sick *again

"Why are you looking at me like that? Is there food on my face?"

Massimo, who was sitting on the bed, shook his head. "Is it wrong if I stare at my own wife?"

"No, of course there's nothing wrong with it. It's just that what you're doing right now is out of the ordinary, so it's strange to have such suffocating glares from you like before."

"When was the last time you weighed yourself, Gina?" asked Massimo, suddenly changing the subject.

"Weigh?" repeated Gina hoarsely. "D-do you think I'm fat?"

Shit!

Instantly Massimo jumped off the bed and grabbed Gina's hand quickly. "Fat?" he growled with emotion. "Who called you fat, I was just asking when was the last time you weighed. Don't you realize you're getting thinner, hm? Don't tell me you're still continuing your old habit of throwing up food without me knowing?"

Gina shook her head. "I haven't vomited any more food since we came back from Madrid."