His soul-Chapter 230: Official identity

Lucas folded his arms across his chest. "On what basis are you claiming your gina, you two are not married and are not bound in any relationship. So you can’t..."

"We are getting married tomorrow morning!"

"What?"

"What?"

"Massimo!!!"

Martin, Lucas and Gina reacted simultaneously. The three of them were very surprised to hear Massimo’s words.

Massimo smiled. "Why are you surprised? I’ve already given my seed to Gina, isn’t it natural for me to marry her?"

"You bastard!" Lucas growled with emotion.

"Yes, that’s me, because it stops disturbing my future wife. You’d better find another woman," said Massimo lightly.

Without guilt Massimo then forced Gina into the car beside them, not long after that, Massimo’s three black cars started to leave the hotel area.

Seeing Gina again in Massimo’s control, Lucas’ anger was unbearable, Lucas furiously threw a punch at the perfectly closed windshield of his car, making quite a loud sound.

"Fuck you, you’ll see. Don’t call me Lucas Dom if I can’t get Gina away from your side, Massimo."

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"Massimo let me go."

"You really are out of your mind, Massimo!"

"Shut up and sit quietly, save your energy for the bed," Massimo rebuked loudly.

Gina, who had never been yelled at by Massimo, suddenly turned pale, her face was as if it had no blood. The man who was making Gina sit on his lap was really terrible at the moment, meeting Lucas again made Massimo’s mood instantly shattered. Whereas previously he was very happy because he could meet Gina again.

"Do we need to do more, sir?" asked Martin politely.

Massimo turned his gaze to Martin who was sitting in front of him. "Wait a minute, Lucas is too easy to destroy. I still want to play with him."

"Yes sir."

Gina tightened her grip on Massimo’s arm when she heard the man’s words wanting to hurt Lucas.

Massimo smiled as he realized the strength of Gina’s grip. "Why? You don’t like it when I hurt that jerk?"

"I-I don’t care and don’t want to know about the two of you, so now put me down. I have to...ahhh Daddy!!" Gina immediately stopped her words when she remembered her purpose in coming to the hotel. "My father is in danger, Massimo. Someone wants to hurt him, I have to get back to the hotel. I have to tell him about this. Come on, Massimo!"

"Anyone want to hurt your father?"

"Yes Massimo, Charlie was talking like that," Gina answered quietly, holding back tears.

Instead of asking his personal driver to turn around as Gina requested, Massimo leaned back against the back of the chair and continued to stare at Gina who was on top of him. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

"Massimo!! I’m serious, let’s go back to the hotel!"

"What do I get if I do what you want?"

Gina raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"Time is money, baby. And right now I’m making an offer with you," said Massimo calmly.

"Evil, I hate you!" Gina’s tears ran down her cheeks.

Massimo chuckled. "So you don’t hate him anymore? Weren’t you mad at him then?"

Gina quickly wiped her tears. "I hate him, but he’s my father. Without him I would never have been born into this world."

Massimo’s eyebrows rose at Gina’s words, the words Gina said bothered him a little. Without opening his mouth Massimo dried one eye on Martin, the clever Martin then nodded his head quickly.

The next second Martin was immediately busy with his cellphone, ordering the rest of his men to look after Julian. Since Martin’s voice was loud enough that both Gina and Massimo could hear clearly what he was saying, Gina’s grip on Massimo’s chest slowly loosened until finally Gina lifted her hand from Massimo’s body.

"Satisfied? Now it’s your turn to pay me."

Gina squinted, staring in horror at Massimo who was putting on his angelic smile.

"Pay? Why should I pay you?"

"Baby." Massimo’s hand moved to reach the ends of Gina’s already short hair. "I’m a businessman, I’ve helped you secure your father. So it’s only natural that I get paid?"

"I don’t have money, how can I pay you," Gina answered innocently.

Massimo laughed, the man then touched Gina’s face which looked thinner. "I don’t need your money, all I need is your body. You can pay me with that."

Slap

Gina slapped Massimo’s hand that wanted to touch her breast hard.

"I’m not a whore, if you want to be paid with a body please find a prostitute who will be happy to serve you."

"Why a whore when I already have a woman who will serve me day and night, Gina?"

"No, I don’t want to..."

Massimo’s sudden kiss on Gina’s lips managed to make the girl stop talking.

"I missed you, Gina," Massimo said in a low half-whisper as his lips were still pressed against hers.

Gina, who had opened her eyes wide, tried to escape the kiss that Massimo gave, but because Massimo’s left hand was already on the nape of her neck, Gina couldn’t move.

"Why did you leave? Didn’t I tell you not to go then, did you. But why did you go, Gina?" asked Massimo again in the same tone of voice.

"You’re scary," Gina answered hoarsely without realizing it.

Massimo’s blue eyes opened wide. "Am I scary?"

Gina pushed Massimo away. "Yeah, you’re scary. Y-you killed your own mother."

"No, I didn’t kill her."

"The gun, the gunshots, the blood coming out of your mother’s body that I saw? What’s that gun in your hand?"

"I never lie," said Massimo hoarsely.

"No, you often lie and break your own promises." Gina immediately responded quickly to Massimo’s words.

Not wanting to discuss the events of that night any further, Massimo finally relented, the man even lowered Gina from his lap and let the girl sit quietly alone.

When they almost arrived at Massimo’s house, he suddenly realized that the ring he gave was no longer attached to Gina’s ring finger, Massimo then took Gina’s hand that was not wearing anything and held it high in front of Gina.

"Ring, where is your ring?"

"I threw it away," Gina replied curtly.

"Gina, I’m serious."

"Me too, why should I keep a dangerous ring like that for?"

"Dangerous rings?"

Gina didn’t respond to Massimo’s words, Massimo’s gaze that was currently directed at her felt much hurt and Gina chose to remain silent.

"Fine, it doesn’t matter if you throw the ring away. Looks like I have to choose another way to make you have an official identity from me," said Massimo suddenly, making Gina shudder in fear.

"W-what do you want to do to me?"

Massimo smiled. "You’ll know when we get home."

"Why should you stay home? Why not..."

"Call Camila, ask her to come home as soon as possible, Martin."

Continued