His soul-Chapter 384: The Fear
As Massimo could have guessed beforehand, today would be a tiring day for him. The reason is that until now when the clock was pointing at twelve he was still in the office, with his best people and several people from the cyber security company completing some of the work that was left behind. Massimo himself, since this afternoon, has repeatedly made video calls with several Swiss bank managers to verify and secure data, dealing with the bank is what Massimo dislikes the most because the process is long and tedious.
"Yes, we did it."
Massimo immediately turned his head to look at Martin who had just spoken.
Feeling that he was being watched by his master made Martin’s smile disappear, replaced with his usual flat expression. "We’ve got information about the hackers, sir. As you might have guessed, Victor Orlando is involved in this matter. But not Lucas Dom."
"Lucas Dom not involved?" Massimo repeated Martin’s words trying to ask for more explanation.
Martin shook his head. "All of this is purely the work of Victor Orlando, as you said earlier that it looks like Victor wants to take revenge on you for what happened four years ago, sir."
"Damn it, that man is still looking for trouble with me," said Massimo, irritated. "Send some people over to his house, teach him a lesson."
"Are there any other special orders, sir?"
"That’s enough, I don’t want Victor Orlando to be scared. I still want to play with him."
Martin, who understood the meaning of his master’s words, smiled broadly, without waiting to be ordered twice. Martin resigned himself from the presence of Massimo to immediately carry out the orders given by the master. After Martin left, Massimo’s focus returned to his laptop screen which was showing the work progress of the five workers from the cyber security company he hired today, seeing how the young men who had above-average intelligence worked, made Massimo feel that it was not in vain to spend money in big amount for them.
Massimo’s decision to live a new life in Almeria five years ago did not seem in vain, apart from now Massimo is getting richer because his business continues to grow rapidly. Massimo also managed to top the list of number one businessmen in the city, his image as a big mafia lost. Changed with a new, more prestigious title as a new tycoon who ruled Almeria. Massimo managed to get rid of bad gossip that said he could succeed at Barcelona because of the full support of King Rafael and the royal party. Massimo’s success in ruling various sectors of the tourism business in Almeria really broke all that stigma.
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Gina woke up from her sleep when she heard the faint sound of a trolley wheel being pushed away from her room, slowly opening her eyes. Gina managed to find her breakfast which was already neatly arranged on the table. As usual.
When she managed to collect the fragments of her memory, Gina quickly turned to the side of the bed, looking for the figure she had been waiting for since last night. Gina’s eyes immediately turned sad when she saw that the side of the bed beside her was still neat, indicating that no one had been lying there since last night. Gina’s chest suddenly felt tight when she realized Massimo wasn’t home, accustomed to being exhausted and sweating every night until Massimo picked her up in the morning made Gina feel that something was missing this morning. The day that was just about to start didn’t feel interesting at all, covering her body with a blanket that had been half-opened earlier made Gina look like a caterpillar that was metamorphosing. Squirming here and there, rolling around in a bed big enough to sleep four people.
"Massimo sucks, always on his own!"
"You selfish man!"
"I hate you."
"Just watch out when you get home, I’ll make you regret it."
Satisfied with venting her emotions by cursing Massimo over and over again, Gina then got out of the blanket that made her bathe in sweat at this time. Gina sat on the edge of the bed, staring at her own body in the mirror of the dressing table not far from the bed. After two minutes had passed Gina’s eyes narrowed, staring in horror at her own reflection. With slightly shaking hands, Gina touched the small creases on her stomach that were clearly visible, wearing super sexy lingerie like this, making Gina easily see all her curves easily.
For the sake of Massimo last night Gina was willing to wear clothes that she thought were inappropriate to please the man, but in fact until Gina finally fell asleep because she was too tired waiting for Massimo who didn’t come home even now when Gina opened her eyes when the sun was starting to rise the presence of a man it also still shows no signs of returning.
"Shit, it’s Massimo’s fault." Gina screamed in frustration when she noticed the increase in fat in her stomach and waist.
Without wasting time, Gina then ran to the bathroom and immediately stood in front of the sink. After making sure her hair was tied up perfectly, Gina then put two fingers into her mouth to lure the food she swallowed last night forcibly. After moving her fingers back and forth for almost a minute finally Gina’s entrails came out, no food and only water. Not satisfied with seeing the contents of her stomach come out, Gina again did the same thing three times.
After feeling the stars begin to appear in her head, Gina finally ended the torture on herself. Due to the sour taste and unpleasant odor coming out of her mouth, Gina then reached for mouth freshener. Feeling much better Gina then washed her face with water from the sink faucet which had not stopped flowing since then, when all her hair was almost drenched, Gina slowly looked at her reflection in the mirror. The two red eyes with a few dark circles under the eyes made Gina look very concerned.
"It’s ok, Gina. You’ll get used to this," Gina said softly speaking to her own reflection in the glass.
With a slightly heavy head, Gina walked towards the shower, standing without removing the lingerie that was still attached to her body, Gina letting her body be splashed by the water pouring from the rain shower that was above her head. After feeling much better, Gina then removed the ’naughty’ clothes that were attached to her body and threw them in the trash instead of the laundry bag which was closer to her. Finishing rinsing from the soap suds that wet the body, Gina then reached for a clean towel that was on the topmost pile.
Barefoot, Gina came out of the bathroom to the walk-in closet. Her steps stopped in front of a large mirror that stood firmly between the clothes hangers that filled the room. Gina let go of the towel that was wrapped around her body on the floor, leaving her half wet body exposed in front of the glass.
Only God and Gina knew how messed up her head was right now, realizing the excess fat on her body in a bad mood made Gina even harder on her. Not wanting to let the fat stay in her body, Gina then rushed to get dressed. It took extra patience for Gina to look for normal clothes in the room, in fact all the clothes provided for her in the wardrobe were sexy clothes that were not suitable for use outside the home. Even though the beach behind Massimo’s house claims to be his, Gina still doesn’t want to take the risk by wearing sexy clothes. Who knows if someone suddenly walks through the area, just imagining it made Gina shudder in horror.
"It’s your fault, Massimo. So don’t blame me if you have to wear your clothes to work out," Gina said quietly, looking at herself in the mirror.
Wearing Massimo’s training pants and a one-color t-shirt, Gina slowly came out of the room with a glass of apple juice that the waiter had prepared earlier. After downing her healthy drink without any residue, Gina then went out to the backyard which was directly connected to the beach. Accompanied by the rising sun, Gina was running on the white sand alone without any disturbance. If Massimo calls the beach a private beach, maybe that title is right. The reason is that until twenty minutes have passed, Gina is still the only person who enjoys the beauty of the beach.
"I just don’t want to repeat history, fighting Gina!"
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