Cold Hearted Princess

Chapter 3 Cage made of gold

“Nice to meet you, Mrs Sullivan.” I said, trying to remain indifferent.

“Come in, take a seat. Lunch is nearly ready. Till then we can have a little chat.”

I nodded. She led me to a spacious and beautiful living room, and she motioned to me to sit down.

She sat opposite me, and soon a young girl in uniform came in to serve tea.

“The first thing we are going to do is I’m going to take you to the surgery after lunch. I am sorry you have to go through this procedure, but this is a rule for our family. Other than that, I thought that would make you happy to take part in the organisation of the last few things of the wedding.”

I looked at her, and I only hoped that I could hide my emotions. What could I say to that? I always imagined that at my wedding every single thing was going to be chosen by me and my fiance. How could I be happy with that? I swallowed.

“Thank you Mrs. Sullivan, you are very kind.”

“I know, darling. You are a bit confused, and maybe you feel uncomfortable, but I think you’ll be fine. You are a beautiful young girl. I’m sure Gideon will find the time spent with you pleasurable.”

I nodded again. So his name was Gideon.

“Your wedding is scheduled for the weekend. So we have four days. I’ll take you to try your wedding dress on. It is mesmerising, I can tell, and now that I saw you in person, I’m sure you’ll be in the headlines of the news after the wedding. You’ll look amazing with Gideon.”

“Thank you.”

I said, but I was shouting inside. She discussed this situation like the most natural thing on Earth. I was sure she wanted to brag about this wedding. Probably she had those rich friends who took these kinds of things like a competition.

in, and I was more than surprised when she motioned only to say the lunch was served. Mrs. Sullivan looked at her

a few minutes, darling. Spencer should be

him, but I guessed he would be my

minutes passed when a man stepped into

brown eyes. Only his face showed ‌he was around fifty. He smiled at me. He put his palms on my shoulder and gave me two

have a look

checked me from every side and ended up

tell my son is lucky. You look more beautiful

“Thank you.” I said.

you ready for

him, and he nodded with a smile. We went to the

to me a lot, but none of them asked me

or something. They say how cute and nice it is, but they do not ask if it’s happy or comfortable. Unless it’s obedient, quiet and

lunch, Mrs.

some dresses in the wardrobe. I’ll come and get you

“Thank you, Mrs. Sullivan.”

servant girl led me upstairs. It was a long walk. She opened the door and led me in with a

not believe my eyes. It looked more like an apartment than a room. The living room was large and luxurious. It was all white. It had a balcony

bathroom. It was attractive and spacious as well. I sighed. It was like

were nice. I chose a black one. That could mirror my emotions,

the urge to take a picture and send it to Lucas. But