Cold Hearted Princess

Chapter 52 Mrs. Sullivan

“That use that word, Alice.”

“Why not?”

“Because it doesn’t sound good from your mouth.”

She made a fe

“Since when are you so good?”

“Since I got you.”

She smiled and shook her head. Then she kissed my lips lightly before she got up.

“Then I should get ready then.”

“Yes” I nodded.

“Aren’t you petting ready?” She asked me with a frown after leaving the bed.

“Alion, I bet I’ll be ready at the same time as you.”

“Why are you so sure about that?”

“Beovise you are a woman and I’m a man

She just shrugged her shoulders, then she walked to the door.

“See you soon.” She said without looking at me.

I smile while I turned on my back and watched the ceiling, still not believing what she’s done to me. I was in love for sure,

that Seth was right. It was a good feeling to love someone who’s loving you

I imagined how good it would be to live with her after there would be no Gemma,

was better to get ready. I didn’t know Alice that much yet, but I was sure she didn’t need

down to the living room. She appeared soon. I could hear

what she looked like. There were no rules for her about what to wear, so I wondered what she chose

perfectly covered those parts that I wouldn’t want anyone to see but me. Her

It took all my power to come out of my think about

walled to her. She looked up at

do I

first seriously, then I smiled at

“Not bad, not bad.”

and tiptoed so give a light kas on my lips. I was certain she knew really well what she had

“Thank you”

daze, and

her to my car. After I helped her to go in, I drove to the club. I wanted to lead her in at the main entrance, to let them know my wife, who they

out of the car, and I held her waist. She looked stunning, and I was full

with a little surprise, but I only smiled at them, just

a meaningful look. Me not pushing her away from me

If

smirked and

right, when I thought the personality that she showed us was only acting. That was really her. The confident, stunning, strong and proud Alice. My

just like Lexpected, I caught a glance. That was Gemma. At our table with her friend. Her eyes stuck on us. I looked at her eyes deeply. Then I held Alice’s waist, pulling her into my

that

I asked Dave to stay at the door, just

The loud

to your husband’s

around, walking in. She walked to my desk and sat on it, supporting herself with her

but she looked at me weirdly, while she held an envelope that she was putting

dad’s writing. I opened it. A few pictures were in it and a message. They took

they broke into one of our stores. We