Italian Lover

Part 9's

Lucius thought Gina had agreed, and he let Gina walk over to him. Gina refrained from arguing anymore and obeyed Lucius' orders. “Basic knows,” murmured with pursed lips while passing through Lucius.

Once in Gina's room found her dress was not only dirty but also torn in the hem. But it can still be repaired, he thought as he examined the tear, although he was not an expert in sewing. After all, there were still many other clothes she could wear, so the dress could be ignored until she returned home to England.

Although Lucius ordered her to wait, Gina turned the hot water faucet in the bathtub and began to clean the dirt stuck in her wound. The wound is quite deep, and there are grains of sand

small ones that stick. Carefully and carefully Gina cleaned her wound, so that she did not realize that Lucius entered her room while carrying

P3k box.

“You should have waited until I brought this!” lucius said in a loud voice.

While sitting on a bench with her legs propped up on the edge of the bathtub so that her wounds could be thoroughly cleaned, Gina refrained from lowering her skirt which she had lifted to half a thigh.

“I thought you were going to get one of the maids to bring her,” said Gina slowly.

Lucius's eyebrows instantly lifted. “You think I don't deserve a task like this?”

“Not so. I just assumed..” Gina let her sentence hang while reaching out to receive the P3K box. “Thank you, you want to bother carrying it.”

Lucius did not want to hold out the box. It

put it on a long marble table on which there are two sinks, then wash his hands with soap he took from the soap place. Gina looked at the man silently, grumbling at herself because she should wash her hands before touching his wound.

Lucius' presence in the bathroom was—although the room was quite roomy— made Gina nervous. He felt all his joints tremble when he saw Lucius take the tweezers from the P3K box and sit on the edge of the bathtub to begin cleaning the sand grains in his wound.

Lucius' hand, which held his calf to keep it from moving, was warm and firm, Lucius' fingers were long and pliable, his nails neatly cut; gina could imagine what if

the fingers of the hand traced his body and gently caressed him. Topgallant

*********** directly tense up thinking about it.

Stopit! Gina scolded herself, ashamed of her wild way of thinking. It may be true that the statement that women

basically the same is possible with men to enjoy **** without love, without love,

although it itself was never like that. Since adolescence, Gina has decided that she will only give up her body on a serious relationship: one based on love, like her mother's love for Giovanni Carandente. The possibility that Lucius was his father's nephew was enough to make Gina's desire go extinct and change her decision.

“Sorry that I hurt you,” Lucius said as Gina's leg in her hand grip jerked. “There are still a few more items, though,

after that we can pet it with antiseptic drugs.”

“Nothing,” said Gina reassured him. “You did it very gently, really. The wound is deep, isn't it? I didn't

thought that there were many grains of sand.”

“Fortunately if healed later will not be impregnated.” Lucius said without looking up from his work. “What a pity if it arrives

this beautiful foot stained.”

“Can't you stop doing that?” gina asked ketus, out of her will.

This time Lucius looked up, his face looking astonished. “My praise irritates you?”

Gina took a deep breath to calm herself down. “I feel your praise is too... expert, that's it.”.

“Ah, I understand. You think I give the same compliment to all women.” Lucius's eyes looked amused again. “You are wrong.”

The antiseptic drug was painful, but Lucius did not care about it. He finished his work on Gina's knee expertly

and stick the plaster over the bandage.

“You can remove the bandage tomorrow so that your new skin can grow again,” said Lucius, and release the grip on Gina's leg.

Gina stood up and tried to move her stiff legs, her face cringing in the mirror. “Last time my knee

bandaged is when I was eight!”

“Long skirts or trousers that are now trending among women can cover your malady.”

Lucius's tone of voice that sounded bitter made Gina's eyes look at the tanned face reflected in the mirror. “You don't like that style?” tanyanya lightly.

“I prefer women to dress like women,” Lucius said. “And I guess most men too

think so.”

“Donata wore it,” Gina couldn't bear not to say it, inwardly slightly offended by Lucius' opinion. “If you think so, I'm surprised you allowed her to dress so—not to mention the makeup!”

“I said I'd rather. That's not a rule,” Lucius replied firmly, “I think that you mean by ‘dandanannya’ is my sister's hair model, no matter how often we nag, her hair will not grow faster.”

Gina immediately looked at Lucius, ashamed of having taken care of something that was not her business. “I shouldn't have said that. You said Donata just got home from school yesterday?”

Lucius' smile was only fleeting and did not seem amused at all. “She was expelled from school because her behavior was unable to

tolerated school with a reputation.”

“Only because of her hairstyle?”

“That's nothing compared to the act of running away from school in order to get to a nightclub in a nearby town.

And it's not the first time. This time he was caught by the police at the place

being raided drugs.”

Gina looked at Lucius with concern. “You mean, Donata used drugs?”

“He assured me he didn't use it.”

“You believe it?”

Lucius simply shrugged, his lips tightly clenched. “I barely know which one to trust. I am so sorry to have allowed myself to be persuaded by him to allow me to go to school in Switzerland.

His education was enough without the need for ‘last touch’ who so wanted to get this.”

“Donata is definitely not the only student ever expelled from school,” Gina said.

“If you mean was he alone that night, then the answer is no. There were two other disciples who were caught with him. One American girl, the other British. They have also been repatriated to their respective homes.”

“O so.” Although it feels silly, but Gina feels she must apologize for the actions of the British girl. “That guess doesn't make you feel better either.”

Seriate…