His soul-Chapter 214: Still hurt

When dinner arrived Gina looked so different when she wore makeup on her face, Massimo, who was sitting opposite her, didn’t take his eyes off her for a second.

"Why do you keep looking at me like that? Is there something wrong with my face?" asked Gina anxiously.

Massimo smiled, he slowly backed his chair and patted his thigh. "Come here, sit on my thigh."

Gina’s face immediately turned red. "Do not be crazy!"

"I’m serious, sit on my lap." Massimo repeated his words.

Gina didn’t flinch, ignoring Massimo’s orders.

"Gina..."

"We’re at the dinner table, Massimo. Don’t mess around, after all, you don’t see a lot of people around us at the moment." Gina growled with emotion.

Massimo raised an eyebrow at Gina’s words, the man slowly looked around. A dozen bodyguards, five cooks and eight maids were surrounding them.

"You guys go, leave us alone," said Massimo quietly giving orders to all his people to leave. "Including you too, Martin."

Martin was taken aback, looking at Massimo with a puzzled look.

"I don’t need to repeat myself, do I?"

"Very well, sir," replied Martin obediently.

In an orderly manner everyone including Martin finally left the dining room leaving Massimo and Gina, after everyone left the atmosphere immediately felt quiet.

"So what? Everyone’s gone now."

Gina bit her lip hard, with a doubtful investigation Gina finally got up from the chair and walked towards Massimo with dragging steps. Although only around the dining table measuring 1 x 10 meters, Massimo felt that it took Gina a long time to arrive in his lap, with a long sigh Massimo tried to wait patiently for Gina to come to him.

Massimo’s wait was finally over, Gina had arrived in front of him. Because Gina never climbed onto his lap, Massimo chose a shortcut by grabbing Gina’s hand and forcing her to sit on his lap.

"Ouch..."

Massimo’s face went pale. "Why? What hurts..."

Slap..

Massimo’s hand that was trying to touch Gina’s feminine area stopped when Gina hit him hard.

"Do not try anything with me."

"I’m not messing around, I’m just making sure," said Massimo earnestly. "You were babysitting in pain, that’s why I wanted to see it."

With blushing cheeks Gina said. "Don’t look for excuses to justify your actions, you pervert."

Massimo smiled, his hands moving boldly across Gina’s body who was already sitting on his thighs. "You look so beautiful tonight, Gina."

"Massimo your hand," Gina protested softly as she felt his hand begin to move toward her breasts.

"Why? You’re mine, Gina."

"I-I’m hungry," Gina stuttered trying to divert the conversation.

Massimo muttered under his breath cursing his carelessness, without saying much more Massimo then grabbed his fork and began to feed Gina with the food that was served on his plate. Even though she initially refused, Gina finally gave in when Massimo fed her food again and again.

"I’m still chewing, Massimo."

"So long, like a baby."

Gina scowled. "Who’s fault would be to feed the baby."

"You are so skinny, did you not get enough food during your stay at home, Gina?" Massimo changed the subject.

Gina lowered her head, being asked questions about her family’s house made Gina remember what happened last night when her father ignored her.

Feeling Gina’s drastic change in mood made Massimo realize, Massimo slowly put the fork in his hand onto the plate. Both of his hands then touched Gina’s body again.

"Ok, I won’t ask again. I’m sorry."

Gina looked up at Massimo. "I want to sleep."

"Really? So soon? Are you sure?" Massimo’s eyes immediately lit up at Gina’s words, Gina’s invitation to sleep made Massimo excited.

"I-I sleep alone, you sleep in your own room." Gina hastily explained her meaning.

Massimo froze. "My own room?"

"Yes."

"Come’on honey, the room we used for sex last night was mine. And in the future it will be the room for both of us," said Massimo slowly explaining about his room to Gina.

Gina’s body stiffened, the grip of her hand on Massimo’s shoulder tightened. "It’s not making love because y-you did it forcibly."

"I’m not forcing you, I’m just taking what’s mine. And I don’t know if you’re still a virgin, if I knew you were still a virgin I wouldn’t have done it sitting like that. I’ll definitely hmmpp..."

Massimo’s words stopped when Gina immediately quickly covered his mouth with both hands. "No, don’t mention it again. I don’t want to remember it anymore."

Massimo’s eyes blinked at Gina who had just finished speaking, his hand slowly grabbed Gina’s hand and pushed it away from her mouth. "Does it still hurt now?"

Blush

Gina’s cheeks turned red. "I don’t want to talk about it anymore, Massimo!"

Massimo’s grip pierced Gina’s body firmly. "Answer me, I want to hear the answer, Gina."

"Massimo, hurt..."

Massimo suddenly loosened his grip on Gina’s waist. "S-sorry, I didn’t mean to. I didn’t mean to hurt you, Gina." Massimo’s face immediately turned into a little panic when he realized that Gina was in pain because of it.

"Now put me down."

Massimo immediately shook his head quickly. "Not until you answer the question I asked earlier."

Gina was silent, she wanted to give Massimo a punch right now. But both of his hands felt heavy to lift, and another crazy thing that happened was that Gina landed her hands on the man’s slightly open chest.

"It still hurts if you use it to urinate, sitting too long and walking. So now let go of me, I want to rest. Last night you crushed me," Gina said quietly, every word that came out of her lips sounded a little soft and impressed like seduction.

The air around Massimo immediately dropped rapidly as his body temperature rose, right after Gina finished speaking. The words that Gina spoke made Massimo uneasy, even now the springy thing that was between his thighs had instantly hardened.

"Crushed?"

"Yes, my whole body was in a lot of pain when I woke up this afternoon and you had the heart to add to that pain by giving me a slap," Gina replied quickly without pause, referring to the hard slap Massimo had given her.

Suddenly Massimo hugged Gina tightly. "Sorry, I’m sorry, Gina. I was out of control, really for God’s sake I’m sorry, Gina."

Gina’s heartbeat accelerated as Massimo rested his head on his chest, the pressure Massimo was exerting made Gina feel sick. The traces of Massimo’s activity last night were still on her breasts.

"Massimo, let me go. Your hugs hurt me, my breasts hurt."

Suddenly Massimo immediately took his head away from Gina’s chest, his face lifted to look at Gina who was also looking at him. "Your breasts hurt too?"

Continued