His soul-Chapter 440: Forced man

Red Devils. 4.30. PM.

From the large window behind his desk, Massimo smiled coldly at the group of policemen who were entering their official cars. After Martin managed to show evidence that Massimo had nothing to do with the woman’s body found two days ago, the police finally decided to end their investigation of Massimo.

"The cops have left the Red Devils, sir." Martin, who had just entered Massimo’s room, gave a report.

"Investigate all the police, I feel something is wrong with one of the police."

Martin nodded quickly. "Okay sir, I’ll investigate right away."

After saying that, Martin left Massimo, Martin was smart enough to read his master’s bad mood. Even though Massimo’s name is now completely cleared of all accusations, he still feels annoyed, Massimo is not willing to let his pride in Red Devil be stained with the blood of a stupid human. Although Massimo already has suspicions on Diego but Massimo doesn’t want to be careless by directly counterattacking, Massimo still wants to know what plans Diego is currently building.

Massimo still wanted to let Julian know for himself how venomous the snake he had raised was, that’s why Massimo still let Diego go free and do what he wanted. Massimo let Diego and his mother enjoy the last remaining freedom before languishing in prison.

Due to a lot of neglected work, Massimo finally sat back in his chair and busied himself with the piles of documents that had piled up on his desk, before going home Massimo wanted all his work to be done. His little quarrel with Gina before leaving this afternoon still bothered him, Massimo, who had given up so much all this time, felt that Gina didn’t appreciate him.

"Fuck... I can’t think," Massimo shrieked with emotion.

Recalling the source of his quarrel with Gina made Massimo’s emotions ignite, Massimo was annoyed that Gina was arguing about his desire to make love. After all they’ve been separated for five years, isn’t it natural that they now make love four to five times a day? Moreover, during the five years apart Massimo had not touched other women, so now that he was asking for maximum service from Gina it seemed natural.

Massimo massaged his aching forehead for ten minutes before he finally got up from his chair and quickly left his study. Massimo can’t work by harboring his uneasy feeling, even though he has threatened Gina before, Massimo is afraid that Gina will do something reckless. He had seen for himself the madness that Gina had committed five years ago, the reckless act that led to their separation. Massimo didn’t want that to happen.

Once inside his car Massimo checked his cell phone which had vibrated a moment ago when he was still in the elevator going down to the basement, Massimo’s eyes narrowed when he saw Darius’ name on the screen of his cell phone.

Massimo decided to call back, which Darius picked up on the second ring. "What is it Darius?" said Massimo coldly as he pressed the car’s starter button.

"It’s about madam, sir."

Massimo’s body, which was already leaning against the chair, straightened up as soon as Gina’s name was mentioned.

"My wife, what’s wrong with her?" asked Massimo hoarsely.

Darius, who could already feel the anger from his master’s voice, swallowed his saliva. "Madam asked us for permission to go buy pizza..."

"So?"

"But I forbade it and advised Mrs to stay at home, so that we ordered pizza, but Mrs refused and now Mrs. has finally locked herself in the house, Sir. We all and the waiters are not allowed to enter," said Darius at length reporting problems at home.

"So my wife locked herself in the house now?"

"Yes sir."

Massimo pursed his lips. "OK I understand."

After saying that Massimo then turned off his cellphone and put it in his shirt pocket, not long after his favorite Sweptail Rolls Royce headed for a fairly busy road. Massimo drove his own car because he didn’t want to disturb Martin who was busy with the task he had just been given, after driving for almost twenty minutes Massimo changed his destination. He turned his favorite car into a pizzeria, remembering Darius’ earlier saying that Gina wanted to eat pizza made Massimo stop at the restaurant.

Because he already knew his wife’s favorite menu, Massimo had no trouble ordering his food. Several other female buyers who were queuing behind Massimo were whispering about him, as usual when he was in a public place like this Massimo was always the talk of many people.

"Please wait, sir. Your order will be ready in fifteen minutes," the cashier said politely to Massimo, directing him to take a seat first.

"Okay."

Without saying thank you Massimo rushed to a chair and sat quietly, Massimo who only had the intention of buying pizza was starting to get annoyed when several girls who were not far from Gina’s age sat near him. Whereas previously the seat Massimo had chosen was an empty one, feeling increasingly congested by the mixed scent of women’s perfume, Massimo got up from his chair and rushed to the cashier.

"Is my order ready?" asked Massimo curtly.

"Not yet sir, still less than five minutes."

Massimo growled in annoyance. "Can’t you speed it up a bit?"

"You can’t, sir. If you don’t have time, the pizza will be done..."

"Ok I understand, cook it well. I don’t want to disappoint my wife," said Massimo curtly, Massimo deliberately brought up Gina’s name so that the girls The people around him realized that he was already married.

"You really are a good husband, sir," said the cashier with a smile.

Massimo pursed his lips, slowly lowering the sunglasses that had been on his nose. As soon as Massimo took off his glasses, several of the girls who recognized him screamed his name in muffled voices.

"I’m still trying to be a good husband, madam," said Massimo again.

The cashier smiled again at Massimo’s words, not long after that Massimo’s pizza was finished baking. Deftly a young man tidied up Massimo’s order and gave it politely.

"Thank you, I like the service at this restaurant. I think I will often take my wife to eat at this place."

"We are waiting for you and your wife to come, Mr. Massimo," answered the cashier quickly.

Massimo raised one eyebrow. "You know who I am?"

"Of course I know who you are, sir. So are the women behind you," the cashier answered Massimo’s question politely. Apparently the good cashier knew the reason why Massimo chose to wait at the cashier’s desk instead of sitting in his chair.

Massimo chuckled amused at the words of a very polite middle-aged woman, after saying thank you Massimo finally rushed out of the restaurant and went straight to his car which was parked right beside the restaurant entrance. After making sure his two pizza boxes were in the right position, Massimo then continued his journey back home.

In less than twenty minutes Massimo’s Sweptail Rolls Royce finally started to stop right beside the fountain in front of his greenhouse, Darius and several other bodyguards immediately approached Massimo and lined up neatly beside the car door.

"Welcome, sir," said Darius politely with his head slightly bowed.

Massimo handed Darius his car keys with a small smile. "Is my wife still locked in the house?"

"Yes, Master," Darius replied timidly.

"Ok, I’ll take care of it and please bring the pizza in the car," said Massimo quietly as he grabbed his cell phone from his pocket.

Massimo tried to reach Gina, trying to get her to open the door in a nice way. However, until the last ringing stopped, Gina did not pick up any incoming calls from Massimo, trying to be patient Massimo then folded his sleeves up to his elbows.

"Baby!" shouted Massimo loudly, startling everyone near him. "Open the door or I’ll shoot the door, if it breaks then I won’t fix it."

Silence

There was no reply from the second floor where Gina was currently lying on the bed hugging her beloved stuffed dog, because the window in the room was wide open. Gina could clearly hear Massimo’s screams from below. However, Gina, who was too lazy to talk to Massimo, chose to ignore Massimo’s screams and continued her activities of playing hay day games.

Not getting the answer he wanted, Massimo then grabbed a gun from the waist of one of his men and immediately fired a warning shot into the air which produced a deafening sound. Gina, who was in the room, almost dropped her cellphone because she was surprised to hear the sound of a gun explosion.

"I never play with my words, honey. You’ll suffer the consequences if the door breaks, because trust me I won’t call anyone to fix it," shouted Massimo again. "In other words, our house will be lock-free."

Gina’s body immediately tensed when she heard Massimo’s words, her image wandered imagining what Massimo had just said.

"I will count to twenty, if the count runs out then don’t blame me," added Massimo again. "Twenty...."

Gina, who realized that Massimo was not playing games, then jumped out of bed and ran towards the door barefoot, running towards the stairs. Gina could faintly hear the random count that escaped Massimo’s lips.

"Massimo sucks," Gina shrieked as she continued to run down the stairs.

"Thirteen...Nine...Seven..."

"Jesus... wait Massimo wait!" could not stand it, Gina finally shouted loudly. Her hands stretched out in front of them trying to reach the door which was locked from the inside, while Gina was trying to unlock it she could still hear Massimo counting. That guy really sucks!

"Three..."

"Massimo, don’t be crazy!!" Gina screamed with her breath rising and falling. "Learn to count well, your memory of counting is really terrible."

Continued