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,

was a good feeling to love someone who’s loving you

on the future. I imagined how good it would be to live with

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

black shirt and black trousers; I put them on, and I went down to the living room. She appeared soon. I could hear her high heels, how she walked down

wear, so I wondered what she chose for a night out. She didn’t disappoint me at all. When I

blue Criss Cross the back dress. It had a short skirt, but it perfectly covered those parts that I wouldn’t want anyone to see but me. Her cleavage was sexy, but it still left something for the imaginations. She let her brunette, long hair down, and her stronger, but

to come out of my think about going out instead of taking her up into

walled to her. She looked up

I look?”

first seriously, then I

“Not bad, not bad.”

at me and tiptoed so give a light kas on my lips. I was certain she

“Thank you”

daze, and

to the club. I wanted to lead her in at the main entrance,

held her waist. She looked stunning, and I was full

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

look. Me

If I’m

and nodded

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

of me, to make sure she was safe. We walked through people, and 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

that

arrived at the private room, I asked Dave to stay at the door, just

room was quiet. The loud

your husband’s

her while she looked around, walking in. She walked to my desk and sat

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

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

broke into one of our stores. We lost a