Cold Hearted Princess

Chapter 55 Jealousy

ed away, still smiling, and after I looked at my drink curiously, I drank it. It tasted nice

moved

looked at him.

Malibu and pineapple?”

se looked at me with a bit of surprise.

Yes. Who’d think you can recognize it?”

looked at him

never said that I’m clueless about everything that a normal teenager does.”

Tell me about it.”

‘WIL there was a guy called Lucas. He was my friend, and we started skating together, then we competed together. I went out with him twice, and he forgot about his training after having a drink or two, so I had to cover for him at the sports club by saying he was sick.” I chuckled. “After partying, I helped him to get home these times. He liked Malibu. But we so went out after a successful competition with the coach” I sighed. “Or if we Eailed. That didn’t happen often, though.”

He crossed his uems and looked at me like he was trying to read trie.

“A friend only!” He asked seriously. That made me smile.

“Are you jealous?”

*ies, if you want to know. I saw that guy skating with you, and I can’t believe that he was only a friend of yours.”

I smiled and looked away, I thought it was better to be honest with him.

you need to demonstrate harmony with your partner, even if you’re not romantically involved.”

“In this sport you

took a deep

you are right. I knew he wanted more, but I was the one who could pay offer him my friendship. I liked him really much, but not like a woman likes a man. He was like my brother or

believe

have no reason to

my eyes for a few seconds.

in

question surprised me

give me a list of rules?

never scared of

as I could do nothing against it. But I hoped

eyes, but I saw some kind

and held my face in his

“Ed never hurt you

He sighed.

you have to know, I’m fucking jealous, and if I find out someone does to touch you I’ll kill that bustard, even if that person is

our so–called buend”

that in his eyes. For a moment the thought of who I’m in love with scared me again, but on the contrary.

Chapter 55 Jealousy

I was mad too. I loved it just

tight, showing

want

down and he seated me on his lap. One of his

around, I saw a few whorish women at another table, who kept staring at me. Actually, their gaze could kill me. I thought if I had to be honest with him, he could repay

“Are they your fans?”

made all of

moved closer to my ear. And I could feel

“Ignore them”

honest, he acted like I was his property, and when I asked him something

which only covered a little, so they weren’t naked, and visibly they were the queens of plastic surgery. One of them probably had serious pain from carrying those huge fake tits, ready to show up after a wrong movement. I was jealous. I was certain he