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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 · Urban
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Del Cano's power

After a few days off due to his declining health, Julian finally returned to the office, taking care of all the problems that plagued his family's six five-star hotels.

"Excuse me sir."

Wendy's voice, a middle-aged woman who was Julian's secretary, sounded polite at the door that was not completely closed, causing Julian who was busy with the files in front of him to lift his face.

"What's wrong, Wendy?"

"There is an important guest who wishes to see you, sir."

Julian raised one eyebrow. "Guest? Isn't my schedule empty today?"

"Th-that..."

Wendy's words could not be finished because suddenly a large hand touched her shoulder and pulled her from the front door of Julian's room.

"Thank you madam, your job is done. Now it's our turn to meet Mr. Julian Sanders ourselves," said a man Julian's age coldly emerging from behind the four men who previously stood behind Wendy.

With a pale face Wendy nodded her head quickly. "Yes, sir."