Cold Hearted Princess

Chapter 5 I don’t care about her

Gideon

I watched the ceiling, gasping, while I could hear Gemma’s heavy breathing as well. We just had an incredibly satisfying sex. She knew very well what she had to do to make me feel in heaven. She was with me for approximately five years. I did not know how long exactly. I couldn’t care less.

I never loved a woman, never even wanted to. I just enjoyed my life, and Gemma could give me the biggest pleasure out of the numerous others I ever slept with.

Gemma was attractive; she had a beautifully shaped body; she had long blonde hair, blue eyes, big silicone tits, and I knew how much she loved me. I knew that she’d have done everything for me, and I liked that. I used that.

She turned on her side, and she hugged me, laying her head on my chest.

“That was fantastic. You really know what a woman needs.”

She laughed, so did I. I liked the way she tried to feed my ego to make me like her more.

I caressed her back and laughed too, but actually, this time, I felt sorry for her. I still haven’t got the courage to tell her I’m getting married on Saturday.

Probably she would freak out, and she would be angry with me, but she had to understand, I was doing this for her. I was doing this for her safety.

We had a huge conflict with an Italian don, and they killed two of my trusted ones already.

pay for them

But my father warned me about Gemma. He needed to convince me I had to defend her even

my marriage public. They wanted to take someone who was important to me. My father thought if they got to know a woman stole my heart for real, they would want the one who I love to take the perfect revenge on me, and Gemma

I thought Riccardo wouldn’t believe that at all. He knew me well. He knew I only used women. But finally I agreed, as Gemma was innocent. She couldn’t pay for something that she had nothing to do with. And I couldn’t

her back. Even if I wasn’t in love with her, after I talked to my

between us, but I kept reminding myself this was all

search for people who sell women. When he found an agent in one day, I felt

a new one, who wasn’t on the market at all, so no one would

sex with her, but to avoid this, I created a list

when they used strong makeup and plastic surgery.

to cook or how to do housework. I didn’t even require them to be clever or think. The only thing that was important to me was their looks, their

I could play that we were happy together, and when they wanted to harm me by her, they were free to take her, and they could do whatever they

all. I thought it would be enough to see her at the wedding. I chose a room for her in my house, which was a pleasant room. I thought she deserved

was sure I wouldn’t have to pay for a lot of years, so I agreed. They said she was doing some kind of

agree with that, but I felt a little guilty about taking a healthy, young virgin girl to be the victim. So I agreed. Probably, I didn’t need to pay for it for long

and dressed. Gemma put a robe on and watched me. I knew my mum was going to make sure my wedding would be everywhere, in the news, in the newspapers, just to show her friends the Sullivan’s wealth. So even if I didn’t want to, I had to tell

I have to

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