Massimo smiled lopsidedly. "How is it possible, if women who wear lingerie are called prostitutes then there will be no beautiful and sexy women who want to compete to be models of underwear like that, Gina."
Gina rolled her eyes, talking to Massimo always made her angry.
"Ok, forget about the lingerie and the beautiful ladies. Now hurry up and say what you wanted to say in the bathroom?"
Puk...puk...
"Come, lie down beside me," Massimo said hoarsely as he patted the bed with a smile.
Gina's blood rippled. "Can't we talk normally?"
"Talking in bed is the most normal way I want to be," said Massimo firmly.
"But I..."
"I won't touch you without your permission, Gina. You don't have to worry." Massimo cut off Gina's words quickly.
Gina gulped, she slowly walked towards Massimo's super large bed and sat in one corner trying to keep as much distance as possible from Massimo who was staring at her without blinking.
